The Terrible Crime

With the knife grasped in my hand
I look at the last time
I made my brand

I'm ready to commit
The terrible crime
To re-open the wound
It will be over soon

Flashes from the past
In my head
The body of my best friend..
Dead..

The one I will see no more
But I must not fear
For the end comes near

Heres the relief
That destroys all my beliefs