No more

Another day,
Another moment,
Another night,
Another second.

Life is ending,
with the knife,
pressed firmly,
across my skin.

No more worries,
No more lies,
No more wandering,
No more cries.

No more days,
No more moments,
No more nights,
No more seconds.

Life has ended,
because of the knife.
I thrusted it
into my veins.