I was going to kill myself last night
but you walked into the room
I was going to take my own life
I was going to set my own doom
I said goodbye and rose my knife
you grabbed it away and looked at me in shame
I said I was sorry and started to cry
I grabbed the knife out of your grasp
and told you good bye
I drove the tip right into my side
and there you sat
your eyes open wide
you were so scared
that you couldn’t move
right now I was bleeding to death
as you sat and stared
I look at you and your eyes seemed blank
like your whole life had suddenly sank
I never meant anything to you
you finally ripped the knife from my wound
and turned it around, I was scared
not knowing that next you would die soon
you took that knife drenched in my blood
and stuck it in you heart without a second thought
that’s not what I planned
I didn’t want to kill you
and I lay there wandering
what to do
your dead and now I must die
and then I burst out into tears
I cried and cried
I let out a shout for someone to help
soon someone was there and they did what I knew they would do
they question everything that happened
did he do this to you?
I told them what was the truth
and they stood there in shock
kill yourself? not you
I wanted to grad that knife from his heart
and kill off anything inside
that was still keeping me alive
I wanted it all to go away
and I regret not doing it every single day
for now I have no access to these things
I am here
I have been declared insane
they put me in a hospital so I could get better
but I know I never will nothing will cure me
I know I am beyond repair
but I also know I don’t care
I want to get out
so I can finish what I started
right before you walked in my room
just then when I was to set my own doom