My Sweet Suicide

(Still needs some work)
Succumbing to my temptations, darkness envelops me. All of my happiness has gone to the point of no degree. It exists no more, depression has gripped me right down to the core. I'm left with the decision,


Do I make the slice?


Do I end it all?


This pain and suffering, that has left me with so much distrusting... I don't really want to die, just escape this bleak blackness. This overbearing agony. Finding no answer, I grab the sleek shining sharpness, my friend, the razorblade. I put it to my vein, having everything to gain, and I slice. The last thing I remember, I'm lying on the floor, bleeding my problems away. My Sweet Suicide.