Bitter Cold Bites...

        Its cold and dark, Im alone. I let the bitter cold blade kiss my wrist just a little at first, I let the bitter bite deeper, just enough to let the pain leave, I want the pain to leave all of it. Its getting darker and its growing colder. I let the blade bite deeper not trying to stop the blood not trying to stop the blade not trying to stop the hand thats cutting deeper and deeper! All I can think about is who will care? No one! Who will miss me? No one! Why me? Why now? I dont know! Why is it time for me to leave now when everything is just getting worst and people need me... so why am I letting the bitter cold blade bite soo deep? This I do know, because I can! Because I want to let it chew at my bone, I want to let the pain run thick like the blood running down my arm! Its almost dawn now, in about an hour all life that was in this caring loving outgoing body will be gone in the dark, in the bitter cold dark. The demons will chew at me until I die, I let the blade have one last bitter cold bite before everything goes black... I am gone and I see my body laying so still, soo lifeless.... and now its bitter cold again........