Wanting to take my own life when I realized its not my end just yet.

So that night came. I saw the end of all light Every next day. As I'm stroking Marking cut by cut Reliving all past painful memories. The first memory came to mind Slowly each floated on the oceans surface. Touching, Screaming, Sudden shame filled my soul, Blaming myself for all that has happened. Every whip Every swift, Sudden movement, touching skin. To my mind and soul, It struck me. My end, is yet, but far still to come.