Blood ran down his arms.
Gleaming in the pale light.
His eyes fixed on thin trail of blood.
His heart races as he hears foot steps.
Not caring as he pushed the blade back to his arm.
The silver blade glinting,
In the light blood dripping off the blade.
No pain.
Hugging the blade.
Pushing the tip againt his ribs,
Memorised at the thin trail of blood.
Drip drip drip.
Moving the blade pushing it deeper.
The blood warm agaist his cold skin.
Staining the pale skin.
Smiling at warmth.
He pushed the blade even deeper on his ribs.
His heart hammer in his ears,
Like a too fast drumbeat.
Edges fading as he pushed the knife deeper.
Slipping out of his hand.
The blade hitting the carpeted floor.
As he let out a little gasp.
As the heartbeat was gone.
Drip Drip Drip.
The blood ran faster.
He smiled as he slumped down.
Then felt cool hands on his cheeks.
He heard yelling then was gone.
His last breath wavered as he whispered,
"Goodbye." his eyes slipping close.
Welcoming the everlasting sleep.
His soul now free of his body.
No pain left.
Nothing left to hurt him.
the blood ran down slower.
Like tears.
No more pain.