And my problems drain away

The stench of iron
yet not a whisper of pain,
Watching my worries
pour down the drain

The edge is so sharp,
it cuts so deep,
Watching the crimson
continue to seep

I cut even deeper
along the vein,
There is no hesitation
as it slices again

I consider my life
as it fades away
and the looming darkness
ends my day