With the darkness in the night sky, and the blade on my skin, i stare at the stars..and the things so peaceful..but as the moon begins to fade and the blade getting dull..i realize that it is time..i sharpen the knife edge and dig into my skin, watching the blood drip down my arm like a raindrop on a window..and as i hear the distance voices that i know are close..i hear the sirens..and as i feel my body lift off the ground, i took one last gasping breath, and whispered goodbye.
