Cut Me

The knife glints,
Its metal teeth razor sharp.
I can hear it, calling me,
poisoning my mind.

I press the teeth to my wrist,
and scream cuz I want it so much.
Then the pain cuts into me,
and you're gone.

I watch the dark red blood,
see it flooding from the cut.
The pain is eating me, inside out,
and all I can do is laugh.

You're screaming NO STOP IT,
but I won't.
I slash at my wrists,
and feel like I’m drowning in blood.

The knife smiles at me,
with its silver teeth.
It wants me, it wants my blood,
It’s telling me to die.

I scream, and plunge it into me,
and the knife tears me.
The blood is on my hands, my face,
WHY CAN'T I JUST DIE!!!!