Never Again

What if I was to cut myself so deep
that angels cried up above?
Blood running down my wrists
as tears run down their faces
both like rives
simultaneously flowing.

That they could feel my pain is unbearable
they would never be able to hold it upon their weak shoulders
not when it feels like
a thousand bricks.

I am strong
they will finally see
what a burden I must carry with me every day.

Never again would they see the light
as it fades from my eyes
and it leaves my soul
as I drift away from the little happiness I have known.