Wondering when my life’s going to end
Thinking deep inside
Grabbing a sharp knife
Slowly moving it closer to my chest
All I feel is hate and anger
I turn my head
But only to glance at a lost memory
Why did he have 2 leave me?
Remembering the past
Lost thoughts quickly run through my head
Looking at the knife in my hand
Sweat drips from my forehead
Pulling it closer to my chest
One last breath
Dead.
Forever.