The pile..

a tear flows,
with every drop of blood..
draining emty,
with every flood..
a cried blood drop,
leaving ym insides..
falling on the floor,
creating a pile of pain...

slowly killing myself,
no sorrow more attached..
my head decending down,
seeing the pile,
that i seemed to create...
not feeling sorry for myself,
just staring at the bloody tears..

is this what i want?
or is this just a cry for help..
is this my last cut?
or must i keep on going...
it's hard to find the awnsers,
that can make my questions go away..

what cut can be the right one,
wich one will stop my pain..?

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Written by Crow.
16- 11- 06.