My Existance Poem by Darkness Falls

As my fist slams against that mirror all I see is the dropp of blood hitting the floor
I hear the glass hiting the ground
My body doesnt feel the pain at all
I am in a trance and all there is to do is snap back into reality
So do I grab the shards of glass
Or do I take the whole bottle of pills
My existance is temporary
To some it comes and goes as they want it to
Right now my existance is in my hands
I could down the bottle
Or i could grab the gun
Sometimes I wonder if my existance is in the hands of others
If that is true my existance is continuosly fadding right before my eyes

~*Tosha*~