Suicide

When all else fails
i turn to the blade
blood red scars
will never fade
slicing through flesh
and bleeding alone
this mood is the only
one I've ever known
suicide running through my head
as i think I'd be
better off dead
a self destructive pattern
i cant break
this life is mine
for me to take
so tonight the blade
slips to my wrist
and when i die
i know
i wont be missed