Tears

Tear after tear,
I ask myself, "Why am i here?"
This will be the end of my life
I will grab a knife
Close to my heart
Realizing how everything just fell apart
Cut a wound so deep,
That forever i will remain asleep.
If only you heard all those times i cried,
I wouldn't be here committing suicide.
Finally the relief of all my pain,
As i slowly cut through my vein.
The look of the crimson blood as it gushes out,
Am i having a sense of doubt?
Maybe things could've worked themselves out.
It's too late
There's nothing else left to debate.
I'm getting weak
There's no more help that i can seek.
My world start to fade away
I'm seeing shades of gray.
This breath will be my last,
My last attempt to forget about my past.
I only have this message to say,
Everyone should forget about me
This is my way to finally be free.