Thinking of Suicide

In this darkened hour
Their's know one I think I can turn to
Running my fingers through my hair
As the ends draw near
A single hair brakes
As does my future
For a split second it's gone
Theres no intervention

As hairs fall from my head onto the carpet
Tears are being pushed out from my eyes
As I blink a red pool emerges
And i get the feeling i'm back where I started

This pain I can't describe rushes from head to toe
With an irratating feeling saying you can end it all right now
But if I dare think it I should consider the consequences
And also about who's left to pic up the pieces.