Painless .

Subject: Painless . Fri Mar 13, 2009 4:45 pm

Painless

Alone in my room,
I bring my wrist to a knife.
I push down softly,
I don't deserve life.

The pain,
Too much to take.
My life,
It what's at stake.

Hot, searing needles,
Pierce my heart.
I'm all alone.
My world is falling apart.

The blood rushes,
Quickly down my arm,
Voices in my head,
Send me subliminal alarms.

Sitting on the floor,
Hands over my face.
I hate this world,
Want to leave this place.

Everyone sees,
Something is wrong,
No one will care,
When I'm dead and gone.

It's getting worse,
Feelings growing.
Blood flowing
Depression showing.

Why is it so hard,
To take my life.
To get away from the pain
Of my wrist and a knife?

Why is cutting wrong?
Depression is shamless.
Why can't I die?
Suicide is painless.