My Final Day

The world outside is cold,
In the heat of the summer,
I still burrow in blankets.
There was never any sympathy for me,
Why should I go on?
Come home to a family that hates me,
I'm done, I quit.
This life has become too much.
There is nothing more for me to accomplish here,
So now I'll move on the the next phase.
Don't try to stop me because it's already too late.
One slash across my arm,
The blood is dark and thick.
Another slash across my stomach,
I let out a yelp of pain.
One slash across both thighs,
Just to get my bases covered.
The next across my other arm,
Deep and long, it stings a bit.
The final slash will be on my neck.
I don't wanna be here anymore.
As I look in the mirror I see how pathetic I truly am.
I look to the sky,
As if for some form of guidance.
But now that I've found none...
I can finally say goodbye.
I drag the knife across my throat,
I can feel the air escape,
Life as I know it is over.
As I lay there cold on the floor,
The edges of my vision begin to fade,
I can hear voices...
That say,
Shes not gonna make it.
I'm sorry but she's gone