I knew I loved you
When I was afraid to die

Overwhelmed by feelings, attacked by thoughts, this merry go round of hell keeps spinning..when is it my turn to get off?

I stare at the wall- blank.
The ceilings caving in but I don't have the energy to move.
What has my life come to?
I don't wish for all the answers to my problems, but a peace of mind would be great.
As I sit here and ponder on the thought of killing myself, I end up with a soaked shirt.
Have I been crying this whole time?
I'm staring at the wall- blank.
At this point my eyes are dry, my neck is dripping wet and my hands won't stop twitching.
The blade lingers to play but there's no time for play when the ceilings caving in, now now go on.
I'm staring at the wall- red.
I've lost all feeling and my minds beginning to turn gray.
The blade finds it's way to me and I can't help but let it leave a trail from wrist to wrist.
I'm sorry I really didn't mean for all of this.