Suicidal Letter

I listen to the radio,
I hear a love song
And then I make a wish.

I think about my life,
And how its owned by everyone but me
I now have the will to die.

I think about all the pain
Remember things I don’t want to know
I take hold of the knife.

The knife falls through my hands
My soul only lives
Darker than a shadow, I crawl.

My heart lying on the floor,
My thoughts floating around the room
I shiver in my sleep.

Nightmares passing through
Darkness lingers
Bliss is a fadeing desire.

I neglect the beating of my heart
And slowly fade away
I return to my mortal state.

I wake up to reality
Blood is all around me,
A drop of sweat runs down my face,
And is mistaken with a tear.