My Terrible Sin

Barely breathing,
This time pain has struck me good.
He broke my fragile heart,
Just like I feared he would.

Damn it, the blade is getting deep,
I close my eyes to fight the pain.
I think of how much he hurt me,
I'll slice and slice until I drive myself insane.

Suddenly I stop,
And slowly open my eyes.
Blood surrounds me everywhere,
Miles away you can hear my loud cries.

I purposly punish myself,
I must've done something for him to break my heart.
So a slow torturing death,
Will now begin to start.

I gaze at a knife for about two minutes,
Wondering if I should really do this.
With one hand I grab the knife,
With the other I make a fist.

I take a deep breath,
And close my eyes once more.
Then quickly open them again,
And say,"first lets make myself more soar."

I'm sure this is what he wants,
He wants me to feel this heartache.
So I'll do us both a favor,
And see how much I can take.

I grab a small mirror,
And throw it at the wall.
I use the glass to carve in my arm,
"Life screws us all."

There's no reason left to live,
I'm now ready for my life to end.
I stab the knife slowly through my heart,
So tell me, how do you like my terrible sin?