thin lines

Her voice echos in my head,
As loud as the gun that almost dropped me dead.
My heart is shattering,
Bracing myself for the pain darkness brings.

I am on my knees begging for an escape,
My life is like an old broken tape.
Just shove it through,
It won't matter much to you.

A knife so thin and sleek,
It'll bring the result we both seek.
I'll lie motionless on the floor,
Even more dead than before.

I'll cut beautiful lines in my skin,
So perfect and scarlett thin.
Drugs and suicide aren't the way,
But I am not strong enough to stay.