Why Try, Why bother...

Why bother?
Why try?
Life is hard, so why again?
Asking myself 'why'
Trying and trying,but never succeeding.

Why bother, once more
the knife is shining, as the twilight night heats.
I stare in the mirror
The scars are deep
Many tries, but no succeed

The mirror is blank and so is my face
Feelings of happiness are gone as I am pale.
my heart beats heat, as the knife is near
One more stare
One more look at this blank face

The knife is in
No sound is made as the night is silent as mid day
I look down at the pouring blood
I let out a sound of furry and pain
Why bother i ask myself again.

As I collapse on the floor, I see the long, thin line of red
I close my eyes for never being open again.
Why try, Why bother, as the air in my lungs fade.
Gone, as the shining knife is in my pale hand.