My faveorite things

Sitting at home on my bed in my room
all alone and its so hard to move
and laying infront of me
are my faveorite things
when im looking for pain
its what i need
a bottle of pills
matches
and knives
things people use to take their lives
but to me theese things just help me thru
i gotta do what i gotta do
sometimes just the pills
sometimes just the fire
sometimes both, depending on the matter
but tonight is differant
thats it im done
ive used all three
my time has come
it started with matches
the little flickering flame
that was it, then the pain came
burning my arm made me jump at first
then somehow made me calm
setting that down i picked up my knife
the kind of knife that could take my life
i cut a little deeper, a little closer to my wrist
then i felt my quivering lips
a tear falls down, the blood flows out
i kept in the pain, now its all coming out
with blood from my wrists down to my fingertips
i pick up the container full of pills
theese arent just painkillers
theese kinda just kill
i put myself thru pain
the last pain of my life
i cryed tonight, cryed for the last time
thats it im done
i know this is right!