My Father Poem by Emily Veasman

Tonight i stare into the darkness with tears pouring down my face,
I walk into a room blankly waiting for a sign of life,
Nothing but death surrounds me,
I call for you but i dont hear a thing,
Stepping in a puddle of blood makes me realize your gone,
Gone into the hands of no return,
Gone into the pit of hell,
I open my mouth but nothing comes out,
I walk over to grab a razor,
Cutting my wrist i feel better,
Now that your gone i can be whole again,
Now that your gone i can be myself,
With blood gushing from my wrist i wipe it on your bed hopping youll take a part of me with you