Untitled 5 Poem by Demon Elwin

the pain it hurts deep inside,
never leaving or breathing,
never speaking in your mind,
always hurting in the time,
never saying its goodbyes,
never let the pain and hurt,
break you down,
too long but it soon will be gone,
pulling that trigger,
using that knife,
drinking that cyinide,
it never drowns out the pain,
making you suffer more,
praying for your untimely demise,
lying on the floor,
your wrists bleeding,
your heart slowing,
your breathing ending slowly,
then you stop,
crying on the floor,
your blood flooding on the floor,
your dying slowly,
then everything stops,
silence and stillness,
your lying dead on the floor.