• Death I welcome you
    I have invited you by destroying myself
    I can see my family crying
    hear the machines beep

    Another bandage becomes useless
    Slight pressure on my wrist
    I cry tears of pain
    but freedom of everyday life makes up for this pain

    I know my life is slipping away
    and I am at fault
    But it pleases me
    But does it please God?

    I know it does not.
    I now regret dragging sharp silver across my pale skin
    I beg God's forgiveness
    and feel the life being sucked out of my body like my blood

    I am sorry, Lord