Drip, drip, drip... blood on the floor
Can't stop the blood; it's coming... more and more
I've dropped the blade to get a rag
To mop up the blood that holds my pain
I feel like I'm drifting farther from life
Than I've ever been before.
They tried to stop me from stopping the pain
They only made it worse (I think they're insane!)
What are they doing to me?
I think I went too far this time.
I see my childhood flash before me
Happier times lost in a puddle of blood.
Still drifting away from my existance
Someone is calling my name...
Picking me up off the floor....
That's all I remember; that's it... no more
Meagan Miller
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/too-far/
