dark thoughts

My blood drips slowly
Falling to the floor
Forming a puddle
As the knife drops to the floor
Nothing but blood drips down
My wrist cut open
I feel my body become weak
Vision begins to go
As I slowly fall to the floor
My eyes become blackened
Surly I will no longer be trapted
I fall into a deep sleep
Blood covers the floor
As I begin to cut some more
The pain has been released
The devil within now free
Who will become the next victim
Cause its no longer me