What Begins with death

MY eyes turn into fear i am still breathing and all i see is fear and the tears Traency is left to determine.
What calls for a knife in one hand and a peice of glass in the other.
Sitting in a corner with no one to talk to.
I hear the silence that speaks out to me. listening to dark music and trembling with silence, feelings are broken and things I have gone.
I cant see myself,But I can fell my arms Bleed down my arms slowly to feel a cold and dark body, while my heart starts beat fast and a  thousand drummers start to drum in my head.  
Why am i here to call for?
Is there silence or is theres a tomb stone calling my name when it  awaits me for the end of time.
Can I stand on this earth any longer or am I really ready to dead.