She sat on the ground and felt the blood flow from her veins.
She watched as the knife slid out her hand and felt her life force wane.
She saw the mist fall over her and felt the cold hands touch.
She tried to grab on to it but it slipped away the death she craved so much.
She begged and cried for it to come and take her soul away.
But it just laughed and said in your misery we have come to play.
She grabbed the knife to make a slice upon her other soft white wrist.
She felt the blood flow down her arm and heard laughing in the mist.
No matter how you try to slice that skin we’ll never let your soul be free.
For we crave to watch your life of pain and misery.
She scream in rage at the voice that surrounds her, Let me die in peace, this life I want no more.
They answer we’ll let your body go but your soul will have to stay. To watch the world die around you as you scream for death forever more.
She sat and cried for death that would never come and peace thats left behind.
She said life is full of pain and dread then screams I want my suicide!