Too Late

I look in the mirror
I see a face
Filled with nothing but disgrace

I look at my wrist
And to my dismay
Blood is dripping every
Which way

Why iwhisper can’t I
Stop this madness
All it brings is depression
And sadness

Although I try my pleas
Go unheard
As a new darkness
Starts to emerge

This one is powerful
This one is strong
If I’m not careful it could
End up wrong

My story ends with a
Simple vertical cut
Too bad your help
Wasn’t enough