Suicide Poem...

Youve made me this way
You made so dangerously unique
You killed me inside
And outside I slowly go weak

The razor waits under my bed
Waits to be in my numbing hands
I slowly reach under to pull it out
Itll be the last time if all goes to planned

As I look at how the light reflects of its shiny surface
I push it slowly against my arm
This is the story of my life
How dare you call it self-harm

It doesnt hurt me at all
I just shut the pain right out
I love the blades sweet caress
But you wouldnt understand what this is all about

This is how I show my feelings
How I drain all the bad thoughts from my head
It somehow comforts me
When I see the blood flow its sweet red

And now with my blood is flowing from deep inside
And there is no way back
Ive gone too deep this time
I say goodbye as my room slowly turns to black

A few more seconds of life on this earth
I have only one thing left to do
I must put this somewhere for you to find
I will leave my suicide poem for you