I thought I was strong enough
To delay the end of my life
Now I am feeling vulnerable
I might give in to the knife

Over and Over I scream
As the blood continues to pour
Growing weaker everyday
Once I started to cut I wanted to more

As death comes closer
I start to loose more blood by the day
I say my last goodbyes
If you were here I would of stayed

As I take in my last breaths
I whisper “it’s the end”
I wanted you to be here
but my life came to a sudden end