• I may not know much, I may not care, cuts can be found everywhere, on my arms, on my legs, take a drag, ease the pain, listening blood curdling screams as she slices her veins, no one cares, no one but me, birds fly around us gracefully, we leave this world, leave at once, we take off, off the ground, high as hell, we begin to kiss, something that I will always miss, made of pure euphoria, sheer bliss, damn I swear I hear a mission bell then we find ourselves in our own hell, just all seems well, then she starts to cry, at this point all I can think of is “why, why, why!” We hear a voice, the voice says “hi”, then right away, we hear a sudden “bye”, she disappears, I cower in fear, the end is near, drenched in blood I begin to tear, one last slice, one to end it all, that’s just what they want, they want me gone, but maybe today they’ll have it. No! I’ll live on, live for her, ill breathe for her, everything I do, I’ll do for her, she is my all, the thing I hold onto, whenever I look at a knife and say “damn I want to”. Not drugs not beer, not anything I can say do or hear, can take her out of my brain, she is the wringing in my ears, the voices that whispers “I am always here”.