Stabbed to Sleep

I can no longer feel myself My vision is blurry My pulse is fading As I drift away; I can't help But to think of my happy memories Before I turned this way Before my emotions got poisoned By the dull cruelty of the mind As I am stabbed to sleep I will embrace this cold feeling Questioning everything As the thought of my demise Lingers through the back of my mind Maybe if I take a handful of pills It will help me sleep Cutting deep into my skin As I lie lifeless With no one but myself Withdrawn into isolation Despair is forced down my throat And into my beating heart Vomiting, choking Feeling cold and alone A new melancholic sensation Rises up inside of me It is now I know No help will ever come Trapped with this sickness My sickened and twisted thoughts Kept me awake for so many nights A knife to my chest Is the only way For my soul to escape my Cold and rotting corpse