Face Down

My heart stopped beating, such a softer sin. I close my eyes, I want to leave my body. I can take a blade to my wrist now. Let it bleed and take the red for what it’s worth. Hope the smile on my face doesn’t show pain. I’m feeling drained somehow. I think I lost my final fight. My hearts froze like the weather; so cold, so sad. Can someone please just tell me that I’m enough. We close our eyes and pray that it gets better but I’m over this. My problems too tall and I’m too short. Got the devil on my back. The demons that I fight, they be coming for my soul. I hope I don’t go to hell for killing myself.