Struggle with the Knife

A hole is in my heart
Deep and black as night
It reaches far below
Beyond my keenest sight

The hole leaks with blood
It drips onto the floor
Each drop filled with feelings
That are no more

As the last of it drips out
I feel an emptiness inside
Every feeling has left me
My will has gone to hide

All meaning of life is gone
The thought comes to end it all
If I were dead, it would be the same
I might as well just fall

The knife is my only friend
The rest go play in the sun
I lay alone in the darkness
As in fright they turn and run

They're scared of what could happen
If it affected them the same way
So now I'm left alone
To struggle where I lay

The knife inches closer
More blood pours from the hole
As the darkness grows inside
And chokes my very soul

The knife is in my hand
I struggle against the urge
It wills me to go on
To have flesh and silver point merge

With my last ounce of strength
I throw the knife to the ground
But will I regret it
When my sadness is again found

I turn it over in my mind
And sit in deadly thought
The answer to the fateful question
Is what I truly have sought

My mind tears in half
Between the two sides that argue
Even thinking about it
Causes desperation to ensue

I give up
I shout out in pain
I pick up the knife
And the blood begins to rain

The knife sinks in
It eats away at the flesh and skin
It widens the hole in my heart
Until I have completed the ending sin

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