Twisted Life

by Aspen

My life was good,
Now, it's filled
With dreamless nights
And pain.

As I sit on the edge of my bed,
I watch,
As the blood falls from my arm,
And the tears start to fall,
Stinging the wounds with every drop.

With every tear,
I cut,
Deeper and deeper,
Until my last tear falls.

I'm surrounded by blood,
My eyes start to close
As i take my last breath,
And fall to my death.