Countdown

One cut,
Two cut,
Three cut,
Four,
Add another one,
Quick,
Before they walk through the door,
The pain,
The saddness,
Gone once more,
The free feeling,
Floating & spinning,
Add a sixth,
There coming quick,
I reach for the shirt,
Cover the blood,
Chrimson red spots apear,
Slowly soaking through,
I knew,
I know,
Iv pushed it too far,
My mind races,
Then comes to a holt,
The gain of a minutes releif,
Has taken its toll,
I reach to my base,
Cuddle my doll,
No more thoughts,
No more pain,
The fight is finally over,
But the war was never won.