Teary eyes

I go to my bed
and
sit ad think
about how good
life will be
without me
when i am gone you
will feel no more
pain
all of your problems
will be gine
you wont have to worry
about convincing me to be with you
cause i will be gone for good
no more coming back
ever again
i will come back a new person
all i can do is hope
that all this sh*t about
life after death is real

then i think about
him
how much i love him
i know there wont be
a chance
for some reason
i have faith tht it will
that we can be together

the i think
about all of the things that went
wrong in my life
i stand up
i take one last glimpse
of my room
i walk over to my
desk drawer
i pull it out
i grab the blade
that is stuck
with tape to the bottom

i hold it up right on my wrist
i lose myself in the moment
then i cry some more
the more i cry the more i wanna die
the more i wanna die
the mors pressure
i put on the blade
i realize i am no longer affraid
the tears roll down my face
and mix with the blood
i stare at everything
through my teary eyes