A dagger to my throat
slides roughly to it's right.
The blood is flowing freely now,
dripping down my neck.
Theres something i want to do,
theres something I want to say.
Before my time is over
and i gently slip away.
Tell every one its not there fault
they just didn't understand.
Theres nothing you could
have done,
to make me change my plan.
My time is running short.
It's getting hard to breath.
My wish is finally granted
I'm finally free of pain!
