The end

My thoughts and feelings are now
coming out.
The pain is so strong I
cant sleep.
I start to cry but no tears are
falling from my eyes.
I toss and turn but I just
cant get the memories and
my pain out of my head
So im going to pick up
the knife and make the
final slice.
Blood is pouring down my arm
to the floor.
As I'm slowly dying I say in a sad soft voice I'm sorry Mike I love you.....