goodbye .

a tear shed ..
anger, sadness, dark memories ... that i would love to burry .. but just wont seem to die .
demons obsessed with haunting me .. obsessed with driving me so insane that reality is far from my state of mind .
i have ways to cope ...
depth perception lost, stumbling accross the floor .. i drop the empty bottle .. crack .. glass .. spread accross the floor ..
i fall to the floor with a loud thud .. and i try to focus my vision .. trying not to remember the past .. trying to get over it .. trying to move on ..
i suddenly feel the urge to once again shed some blood ..
i pick up a piece of the broken bottle and stare at it .. minutes pass ..
i put the shard against my wrist .. hesitantly slice a thin line ..
i watch the thin line fill with blood .. running red dripping on my bedroom floor..
.. i like the way the flesh is exposed ..
i stumble to the bathroom .. run the earned wound under cold water .. it stings .. a lot .. i like it ..
i wipe it off with a towel .. wrap a cloth around it to stop the bleeding ..
stumble back into my room .. fall onto my bed ..
and let the acohol carry me away into a world that reality cant find .. a place where nothing exists ..
.. a deep dreamless sleep .. a coma .. closer to death then to sleep ..
and i realize that i might not wake up .. ever ..
and i'm ohkay with that ..
goodbye horrible world ..