SUICIDE

I feel it crawling under my skin
the painful feelings building within
I grab the knife off the floor
please forgive me of my sin
but you must understand
my lifes a bore
I see my weins, so tight and small
I gather my strength to slice them all
dark red blood drips down my hand
dripping softly to the floor
the painful feelings are at ease
please don't cry, it was for the best
I now life my life at rest.