As I waste my life

sitting and waiting for

my love to return

I begin to realize that my love is gone forever.

I begin to realize that my life

canít go on with out my love.

I look to my side I see the razor

and pick it up.

I bring it closer to my wrist

and begin to tear away at my flesh.

I feel pain yet it feels good

to know that the pain will come back

that it wonít leave forever.

Then I begin to realize

I only have one chance.

One chance of the pain

that it wonít comeback.

Tears begin to form

as blood drains out of my body

and my body becomes weak

and helpless.

I begin to realize.