Death(poem)

 Screams going through my mind,

Blood pouring all the time.

I slit my wrists hoping to die.

Waiting for someone to save my life.

Blood pouring down my sides,

Looking down at the puddle of lies.

Crawling into a ball,

Trying to forget it all.

I close my eyes, seeing my life flash before me.

Waiting for the darkness of the light,

And knowing I’m about to die.