Last Thoughts

Drop the knife
Look down at my arms
The blood is rushing
Crimson life
Ebbing away
Just like I wanted

Wait
It’s happening too fast
I’m losing feeling
This is too fast
I need to go back
Need more time

Too late now
I need to go quickly
Set my stereo on repeat
Write the note
“I love you
But I can’t go on”
Need to word it right
Make the last words count

Feeling dizzy
Need to sit down
Just for a bit
Clear my head
Then I’ll finish the note
Clean up some blood
Make it look less gruesome
Just sit for a bit

Things are getting cloudy
Can’t feel my hands
There’s no more pain
The lights are going out
I’m losing my senses
But I still smell
I smell the blood
I smell the end

Need to lay down
Feeling so weak
I’ll just rest
Then I’ll finish the note
I hope they don’t cry
Don’t mourn for me
I’ll just rest now
Just for a bit...