salvation

i need to be saved
Blood drips from my veins
Tears run down my face
Again I run the blade across my wrist
I breath out slowly at the pain I've missed
But it comes then goes
Like a friend that's rarely seen but always missed
The blood drips steadily
I cut again not wanting the pain to end
Deeper and deeper the blade goes
my screams turn into a laugh
My blood runs cold
Will you miss me when i go?