My numbness takes me over,
Moving me as it likes.
Today it took my razor,
And quickly began to slice.
With blood rolling down my arms,
All I could do is cry.
Cry, cry, and cry some more.
Slowly collapsing onto my bathroom floor.
I begin to question the fact that Iexsit.
Why wass I placed on this Earth, if this the life I must live?
My numbness again takes over
Grabbing a bottle of pills.
It shoves them down my throat,
One pill at time.
I once again collapse,
Crying a little less.
Then, a smile speads across my face knowing I’ll soon be dead.