Huddling on the floor a tear drops from my face,
Not knowing what to do,
Every thought racing around in my mind,
The pain you caused to me over those years I have been wasting with you,
News had finally come to me of your betrayal and apparent hatred of me,
No one's there to stop it anymore and no one is there to comfort me in my time of need,
Alone I lie there and no one comes,
Dragged into those thoughts that make me cry for mercy,
All by myself in pain and no one there to help,
Why is it that the once frightening blade looks so comforting to me?
Comfort suddles my crying to a somber sniffling,
The sun does not shine on this day as I take up the blade in my hand,
It shakes with my trembling fear as the cold steel lifts up to my heart,
You caused such pain to my heart and now I would release it all from myself,
And with this knife I will.......