breaking point

every day it gets closer
every day you lose a little hope
wishing,praying for the pain to end
as you put that blade to youre throat

the alchol and drugs
only helped for so long
you lost youreself in the process
all youre family and friends are gone

you slice youre neck
creating a wicked grin
as if demons and fallen angels
were laughing within.

begining to choke
on youre blood and tears
in the corner of youre bedroom
releasing all youre fears

a few more seconds
and this all ends
now you shall find out
what hapens when darkness decends.