I see the images
Of the knife
In my hands
Cutting me
I feel the pleasure
As my blood runs down from
My wrists
I feel better
When my blood
Drips off my body
I look down as I see a
Pool of burgundy
Underneath my feet
I look and see the pool
Which my blood has
Created
I smile as I
Start to slip from
Reality
As my mind
Goes blank
Until I wake up
To bright lights
And beeping machines
I see your face in tears
I look away
As you squeeze my hand
I look back and
Say I'm sorry
I thought no one
Cared for me
As you kiss away my
Tears