Silent Failures

Burning. Pain. Soothing.
The feeling of the blade against your skin
Drip. Drip.
Watch as the blood flows out of the slit on your wrist.
Lay on your bed as your wrist pules. Shut your heavy eyes.
Try to escape to the place were you weren't afraid. Afraid of failing.
Losing everything you have. For what? Nothing at all.
Escape further into your mind. Find the memories of all the crazy nights.
The nights you wish you could take back.
Remember how the one you thought you loved and how you thought they loved you back ran away?
Left you to face the things you know you can't face alone.
Tears start to flood your sleepy eyes.
You begin to feel the stinging. You look t your bloody wrist. Feeling nothing but lost.
You have no clue how you ended up in such a dark haze of a nightmare.With no way out until you place your lips to the bottle and take it down.
Until you snort another line.
This time it felt good to break skin.
Just let out the poison that they feed you.
Shut your eyes. Think of your silent suicide.
Think of all your silent failures.
We are all heading down a long empty road.