Bloody knife

I am done with the world
It is not like anyone cares about me
Nothing ties me down
So what is stopping me from leaving?
I can take this knife in my hand
And easily just end it all
Let my blood spewed on the floor
It is not like i feel it anymore
Slice after slice
Blood drips down my hands
I am going to cut my hands until i can't move them
Or until i see bones.
The blood that runs down my hands
Reminds me that i am alive
Why can't i kill myself
Surely the blood loss what had killed me
How about i cut my vein!!!!!