Its 12-o-clock in the morning and i can not sleep... i just got off the phone with you and you said "man I'm lucky to have you and stupid to have to let you go" i said "so its gonna be like that?" you said "baby its best" all i could say was "no best means us together and not apart" so now i guess I'm gonna end my life because of "whats best" i don't get why you had to leave me all alone... i grabbed my razor and slit a cut along my wrist after a while i go numb and i can not feel the pain anymore then since i was still here i went to my dresser and dug through my drawers looking for my pills when i found them i dumped 15 pills in my hand and by 3 at a time i swallowed them all... now as i lay here on my bed at my last few minutes i think of you and say "what happened?" i see nothing and it's getting harder and harder to breathe... I see blackness and blood on the wall and with the blood it spells out suicide... all my friends are spinning through my mind i get dizzy and it gets worse... as I'm slowly fading away i quietly whisper with my last gasping breathe... "i hate you, you made me do this" and all of a sudden a big gust of pain hit me and i stopped breathing...
