Late at night,
My mind is set free.
It suddenly starts a killing spree,
At first I can't feel a thing,
But a little sting,
But suddenly the pain on the inside is combined with the outside.
The one I confide,
In is not here nor do they care.
It's as if they were never even there,
In the first place.
My fingers scratch at my face,
I want to tear it off.
Small and quiet soft,
Cries leave my body as I bleed,
Within minutes I am drowning in an ocean of red,
And suddenly I am dead.