A Wish That Never Comes True

I wish life were more than what it was before.

I wish we could get back together instead of walking out the door.

Parting ways was the biggest mistake.

Now the depression is something i just cant take.

Waking up not caring if I'm alive or dead.

Id rather be pulled away from this world then live here instead.

Death is at every angle around me and I'm getting sick of life.

In silence I lie awake in the corner with a knife.

Bleeding nocturnally to the beating of my heart.

Waiting in painful display for my life to restart.

I wish things were the way they use to be.

I wish I could fix all the gaps so you see.

Through your eyes i see discretion and pain.

Through me I only hold a knife to my veins.

Wish to go back into my corner of torment.

Where everything I keep inside is dormant.

Thinking to myself I realize life really sucks.

The only value i hold to wards mine would be a couple of bucks.

Worthless and beat i become an invisible wall.

Hoping to block out the sadness i stop nothing at all.

This life is a transparent sea of red blood.

Its like being able to see the dead while they lie beneath mud.

You can see all the pain like you see through glass.

Realizing the end has finally come and life would never last.

So as i hold this blade in my hand once more.

I wait in silence for my life to restore.