Bleeding To Death
By: Caleb Cannon


I lie on the ground,
Feeling cold and alone.
The knife used lays beside me,
The knife used to end my life.
This life of pain and sorrow.

No one knows I am here,
For I told not a soul of my coming here.
To fulfill this deed of dark despair.
These are my final moments,
And I wish to spend them alone.

I am numb to the pain and heartache,
There is nothing left but this,
To lie here and bleed to death.
Here in this desolate place.
Yet I shed tears for those I leave behind.

I wish to take it all back,
To halt this insane process.
To make it all stop.
But I realize that its far too late,
And silently I fade away.

Alone, I become nothing but a memory.