325th Post

Pick up the knife.

Let me feel the blade slice onto my flesh
Let the pain remind me of what i am.

Slice the veins wide open.
Slice the arteries wide open.
Let the blood spurt out.

Let me slowly die in my own pool of blood.

I am sick of it all.
Anger and hate slowly pushes the destruct button.

The devil watches in glee.
At the anticipation of claiming my soul.

What am i to do now.

The tear ducts are all dried up.
I am blinded by anguish.

Maybe its time i removed my eyes.
Let me be blind.

I bid thee adieu.
For i shall spend this remainder of life.
Locked behind bars.

In a mental asylum.

Blind.