My Suicide

Cutting through the pain is a silver knife
It is too late now this poor life
Blood will stain the cold hard floor
My eyes open but seeing no more.

Haunted and glazed my eyes now look
This is the fate of the life time took
Carried a burden that I could not hold
I soon collapsed and my heart grew cold.

Painted tears streak the dirt on my face
I fell into darkness where the light had no place
Closed my eyes and let my soul fly free
For I was born in a world where I could not be me.

Saw a future that I could not face
There was no happiness so I gave up the chase
Embraced in shadows and rejected by light
Born from the ashes but I gave up the fight.

A shining blade cuts through the cold hard life
Crimson tears stain the point of my knife
I had no reason, no reason to live
Of my young life there was nothing left to give.

Fallen and Helpless in a world of my own
I could not break free, I was all alone
No light in the shadows, no hope of being free
I am drowning, still drowning, in an endless sea.