I turn on the sink to hide my deed
The door is already locked and closed
Unfortunately, this time, I’ve cut too deep
While both arms I exposed

Eyes cinched shut
No tears will escape
As I begin
To deteriorate

Warm waters run out of my blood cold arms
Dripping off my blue fingertips
No amount of praying or charms
Will rescue me from these collecting drips

Knees weaken and give out beneath me
I fall to the floor
Water still running
Arms still flowing

I stare up to where I think Heaven is
My eyes speak more grief than words ever could
Could this have all been different I wonder
But now I’ll have no chance to see

The dreams I had never dreamt
The love which I never found
The goodbyes I never said
My thoughts recollect on the ground

I look at my deed again
A solemn tear forms and falls
Down my cheek and to the floor
Repentance now is trying to settle the score

These cuts will always stay with me
Yet as I lay here quietly
I drown in a hope
That somehow I may depart from these scars

Then the ceiling tears open
And an angel whispers in my ear
“Take in my gracious offering”
And I finally see what I’ve been searching for

Peace.

I breathe out one last time
And my final thought will never leave
Through pain of death and future sufferings
For all eternity

Peace.