Suicide

Noises outside my room

And also outside my door

Silently and steadily I let the razor slide

The blood has been released

And the pain has slowly deceased

The velvet crimson runs down my arm

My tears fall knowing I created self harm

If I cant stop hurting myself

How can I expect that of others

My breathing becomes weak

And the noises hush down

I start to drift off into an endless sleep

I wonder if anyone will ever weep