Slow sweet suicide

I run to my room tightly lock the door
turn the music on
so you wont hear me hit the floor
i dig through the drawers looking for something
anything to cut away my tears
i found a blade
i place it on the tip
of my middle finger
and go up my arm once and watch the blood drip
i feel better now
but its not enough
i want this all to end...now
so i take the blade again
start at the same spot
but this time i push hard
my face gets hot
everything get blurry
the room is spinning
i drop to the floor
with this blade impelled in my wrist
soon I'm covered in my own blood
bit i don't care i take the blade out stand up again
look at myself in the mirror and think
who wants me now
so i take the blade again
push it harder than ever before
this time i have no time to think
the next thing i know
I'm staring at you holding my body close to yours
as tears run down your face
to bad you didn't show
you cared when i was there

sorry if its not to good it my first try at writing anything....plz comment or something