Good-Bye.
The light bulb flickers
Swinging in time
To that of my fast beating
Heart
Faded stickers
Curled at the edges
Depicting places those places
Torn apart
Tearstains abuse
The hard wooden chair
For all the times
I've cried
The lost lover
The indifferent friend
The person I trust
He lied.
I hear the voices
Of people who care
But their love cannot reach me
Now
The sound doesn't carry
My grief will not let me
I'd taken all my broken heart
Will allow
The rusted silver blade
I hold in my hand
The only escape
I trust
Death is final
pain will ease
take me away
it must
The voices break through
"don't do it" they say
The lock holds fast
I sigh
The blade connects
Blood spurts from my torso
I gasp in pain
Goodbye.