Shards Of life

Walking across,
The broken shards of my life,
they cut and tear at my flesh,
leaving rivers of red running,
Along the path that used to be mine.

And as i come to the end of that path,
The jagged pieces get sharper,
and the river becomes deeper.
And now im drowning.
in a lake of my own self-destruction.

and when i can breathe no more,
The red fades to black,
but i see no door,
No way out of this endless tunnel,
the thick atmosphere,
im trapped inbetween death and life,

and i sit there and wait, the never ending chain,
Of darkness,
Like a sleep i cant wake up from.

So Honey, next time you take more sleeping pills than you should,
Think of drowning in that river of blood.
And Honey, Please dont do it.