Looking out through a layer of glass, no sun and no rain,
Sitting on my window sill, crying in pain.
I look down at my wrist and grab a knife,
I place the cold metal blade onto my skin, ready to take away my life.
Memories flash back and forwards like lightening,
Then I think about when she died and how I'm feeling.
Committing this sin is not worth it what so ever,
Because all you are going to do is leave the people who love you in pain, forever.
