Torn

Laying alone on the floor
Storm cloud just outside my door
People begging me 'come out'
Tears are flowing silent now

Fighting still I try to move
Battle won but war to loss
Can't keep going still I try
To remember why I can not die

Death so welcome close and warm
Life so cold I am torn
Reaching for my bloody knife
My next cut could end my life

I hear their voices once again
'Please keep going my dear, my friend.'
Moving to the door in vain
Windows shatter voices scream

Floating along the cold dead shore
Silence envelopes me in full
Voices, nothing do I hear
My final hope, a shred of fear.