Joy

I see the blood running slowly down my arm
so soothing and calming
full of life's graceful charm
It holds my attention in a hypnotic way
it's like watching life slip slowly way
As I watch I begin to grow cold
as now the truth begins to unfold
I've cut to deep and now I will die
I watch and think "my Oh my"
death is the price I'll pay for what joy I brought
well this shall be my last lesson, very well taught
So I die now for such a small thing
So I die now no more joy shall I bring.