My Friend

Sitting on the edge of my bed
Looking down at the floor
Thoughts of this don't escape my head
They're eating away at my soul's core

Walking across my room
As tears fall from my eyes
No pain equals doom
Telling everyone lies

Opening the drawer
Pulling out the blade
I drop to my knees onto the floor
Lock everyone out of my life like a barricade

People trying to help me get through this
But thoughts continue to pass through my mind
The blade touches my skin like a soft kiss
Leaving all my thoughts behind

Watching the blood run down my hand
Then to think I'm all alone
All of a sudden I become very bland
Then everything that bothered me is gone

Now laying in my bed with arms stretched out
Blood draining from both wrists
Next thoughts of doubt
Then I scratch the bleeding slits

Sitting up and looking down at what I have done
Tears mixing with the blood
This is further than I'd hope to have gone
Emotions begin to flood

Just one night of the many to come
Hoping that someday this may end
All I can think of is feeling numb
For now the blade is my only friend