| FINAL GOODBYE |
| As I sit here With the razor on my wrist I think of my life And how it led up to this. I start to slice Tracing the veins Letting the blood drip down And the pain flow out. Further I trace them Pushing harder Going deeper Deeper into the skin Nothing matters anymore. Slowly the blood drips to the floor As I lie here too weak to cry. My hearing starts to go. My eyesight gets blurred As I lie here knowing That this is the end. I can't feel the pain Only the pain from inside As I breathe my last breath This is my final goodbye. -C.L. |