This one is a continued poem from 'Suicide'

Pain
I feel it crawling under my skin
the painful feeling building within
I grab the knife off the floor
please forgive me of my sin
but you must understand
my lifes a bore
I see my veins, so tight and small
I gather my straigth and slice them all
dark red blood drips down my hand
dripping softely to the floor
I'm tire now, I must go rest
the painful feeling is at ease
please dont cry, it was for the best
I now live my life in peaceful rest.