Just one thought...

There bright white,shone out at me..
As i counted them out..one to thirty,
Their small..odd in shape
Not like me,they don't act fake,
A single tear down my face, making a journey like me,
Escaping my souless eyes,its lucky it's free,

I stare at them lined up like vodka shots,
Except when i pass out,i wont get up..i will not,

It seems like the answer, simple and clear,
There close to my hand, so very near,

I shut my eyes one last time,
Start swallowing the line,
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8...I stop to wounder is this my fate?

Holding my life in the palm of my hand,
Am i really in control or am i slipping like sand,

But to fight, is it worth it,
Will i be here tomorrow,
In my head i hear sirens,the house filled full of sorrow,

Theres more tears now,except there not mine,
My family, this time, i didn't keep them in mind,
I was selfish,and now others feel such pain
I could never be the reason...take all this blame,

I was loved...
but forgot it,
Now I'm dead in the ground,
I'm alone on my own now,no other around,
It wasn't the answer,not simple or clear,
What i lost was the people i love very dear,

I'm lucky i thought at number eight,
Lets hope if theres a next time it wont be too late,

It took only one thought to stop such a thing,
Now you take a thought for how everyone else might be feeling......