Death

When you’re desperate and you

Cut yourself to feel

That feeling is it true?

At least the blood is real

Into the bath tub you get

And take some potion

You just sit there wet

But still feel no emotion

On this earth it’s hard to live

When you’re not accepted

It’s so easy just to give

But hard to be rejected

The blood has started hitting

The immaculately tiled floor

Crimson red its turning

There’s someone at the door

Are you here for me?

Death is that you?

No my love it’s me mom

What did you do?

I looked at her and I saw

Her beautiful face fading

These feeling they are raw

Death it’s you am craving

Remember I do not

What was next said

For I was in the spot

Where I lay dead.