Resist

When I slit my wrists
I feel nothing but bliss
My heart aches
My body shakes
And I wish the drop off my bed was a cliff.
Depression hurts
So does love
Fakes
His smile quakes
Blood is now pouring
I'm now mourning
From the blood on my wrists
And nothing close to bliss
Because I am dropping
My body stopping
And I wake up to be strong and fight another day