Your Eyes Are My Window To Life

Staring into the darkness,
I walk up slowly, thinking
whats going to happen to me.
Would I die awfully or sweetly?
Which ever road faith leads me,
there's still no right leading.
I think to myself, what is worth my
life? Finding reliefe in a knife, cutting so deep my eyes felt bleeding.The deeper I get the deeper the reliefe is, the more blood leaking the better the feeling. Stopping at my limit his eyes appeared. He made me believe i deserve better than this. I opened my eyes and found relief in his eyes knowing that this was better than slowly dying. It was worth my life, not to see the ending of it but to see the begining of something new in better eyes.