Unworthy

Stillness of the evening
The tranquility is so deafening
The wound you made is still fresh
It runs deeply through my flesh
Although it can'yt be seen by the naked eyes
In my heart, it bleeds continuously
I was still suffering from the aches so badly
That I want it to end in anyway
So, I grabbed this knife
Now, ready to end my life
Its tongue is thirsty with a crimson blood
And ready to quenched with liquid that I had
But when the knife is ready
Touching the velvet skin
A memory come along and hinders me
Remind me that I still have my family
Oh I don't deserve something like this
It's not true that my life is a mess
I don't deserve someone like you
Neither your love doesn't worth my life
So, I drop this thirsty knife
And now I must stop it and learn to strife