The pain that I feel I can not explain I can not comprehend I can not take I don't know Where to begin.. Where should I begin.. Help me.. The pain.. It's not enough for me.. So I grab a razor I grab it, clench it I feel the blood Pouring off my hand I clench it tighter Feel the pain I start to cry Remembering my horrid past I place the razor On the desk I strip myself, from my shirt I pick up the razor Place it over my heart Slit a huge gash I can feel the blood I can feel the pain I hold the razor up And make another cut I keep slashing It's a blood bath I wont stop But soon, all I hear, is a thud I wake up I look around me Is this hell, or is it heaven? I ask myself I try to get up But my body, it's too badly gashed I just lie there Motionless, helpless, lifeless I want it to end I need to it end.. So I pick up the blood drenched razor And it's all done.