The Knife

The thoughts i think
are inside my head
as i lie awake
crying on my bed
i think about
causing a pain
so i grab the knife
and start at my vein
the blood quickly
and suddenly drips
as i look at the cut marks
and the deep slits
i do it again
and grab the knife
thinking about
if i want to end my life
i put the knife down
and start to think
of all my loved ones
how i would be gone in a blink
i grab the knife again
and make another slit
i realized no one loves me
i cut myself and watch it drip
the numbness relieves me
but i am still crying
i do it again
i am slowly dying
no one knows about my pain
i again grab the knife
and trace my vein
i start to feel dizzy
as the knife goes down
but this time it falls to the ground
i drift off
the screams around me are faint
im rushed to the hospital
the doctors think i am insane but i aint
it is just the only way
i know to relieve this awful pain
the bleeding wont stop
so much blood is coming from my veins
i am almost dead now
i can see the light
i caused my own death
just because of a fight
i am going towards the light
i can now rest my head
the doctors can no longer help me
because now i am dead