release
 

when all is gone
the worlds amiss
i take this blade
i slice my wrist

the blood drips down
i feel the pain
i smile with delight
wonder if i'm insane

the crime is done
i'm awake
a feeling of pleasure
only i can make

everlasting hell
the cuts are clean
no more to worry
nothing is seen

your poems that run along these lines reminds me of a really ruff period I went through when I was 16-17.. The person that finally helped me through was alpha phi.....
Thank-you for this poem .
I can look back and be glad that I made it through and came out on top and with a wonderful best friend/husband.