Darkness

The knife is smooth as I hold it to my wrist Whatever someone did this time has made me pissed I lay the blade down upon my flesh I finally get to understand the meanig of death I drop the knife as blood gushes out I am going to die there is no doubt As I lay dying on the floor I look to see my brother at the door I say good-bye with tears streaming down my face My life is over I've lost this race.