time for goodbye

One more day,
is all I need.
One more cut,
and I will bleed.
After a while,
I throw it away.
Wishing I could find a sunnier day.
The pain gets weaker every time I try.
As each day passes, what if I die?
This habbit gets worse.
I don't know what to do.
It only happens when I think about you.
That day keeps getting closer
The day i'll say leave
No one will notice,
No one would cry.
All I did was try.
It's time for goodbye.