My beautiful suicide..

I stare blankly at the wall,
not knowing what to do,
so many things run through my mind,
but the main thing is you.

I've been through so much,
so much hurt and pain,
I take myself to another place,
I mustn't be that sane.

So I walk over to the mirror,
I can;t stand whose staring back at me,
I bash my face into it,
so I can set myself free.

I see the blood run down the glass,
As I wipe it from my face,
As I do this, the tears, they come,
I must get out of this place.

Now that they roll down,
I feel the leak upon my sou,
They are the reason I'm like this,
They're the reason I lost control.

As I slowly roll up my clothes,
I see the cuts across my figure,
I can't but shed one more tear,
As my hand clenches the trigger.

I can't take this anymore,
This person that is me,
No one could see I was trapped,
Or my horrible misery.

So I take it upon myself,
To let go of what's inside,
To let go of my life,
And commit my beautiful suicide..