This is my first submission. I just started writing one night and this is what come out. Please give advice… good or bad.
Enjoy.
As the blade slides across my wrist
I think why not before.
Why not sooner, why was this so hard?
I watch as the blood runs down my hand,
And hits the floor.
Forming a puddle as dark,
As the void that is… was my life.
But no more. Not after this night.
Soon everything would be right,
Everything would be as it should be.
I close my eyes and enjoy my first and last moments of pleasure.
They would never again tell me I wasn’t good enough,
Just because I was different.
From now on I would never have to worry about
Being criticized for not being like everyone else.
I smile as I feel the last of my life pour from me.
All is black, now… I can… rest……
**Twisted-Evil**