Lying dead

I can't take it anymore.
I grab the knife and put the cold steel up to my wrist.
Slowly it goes into my skin.
I watch the blood drip and wonder why i did it.
I start crying knowing I'm going to be free from this place.
They come in my room later that day and see my dead body laying on the floor.
They start crying asking why i did it.
I'm up in the sky shaking my head while i watch them.
I see two best friends drop to there knees.
They both whisper, i'll see you soon.

-i know its crappy-