Ever since you have left
my world has turned to grey
there's no more blue in the sky
and no more will to make you stay
you were my life
my only reason to live
since you have gone
there's no more reason to give
feelings for you
or anyone else
now I'm sitting alone
trying to find a pulse
I'm feeling my wrist
as I pick up the knife
I found the pulse, it's strong
this is the end of my life
I put the knife across my wrist
and push it very deep
the first incision has been made
and I begin to weep
not because it hurts
but because the memories that I've had
some were really good
but most were really bad
I slice it across my wrist
and the blood begins to pour
I'm feeling very dizzy
as I fall down to the floor
my vision is darkening
I can barely see a thing
the second incision has been made
it feels just like a sting
the blood is flowing too fast to stop
I know this is the end
as I'm laying on the floor right now
I write my love to send
