My Last

This is for anyone who really did care
I’m sorry for anything bad I’ve ever done
But now, you won’t have to worry about me
Tonight, I am making my final one

You’ll never have to put up with me
Try and explain why what I do is wrong
You won’t have to worry yourself sick
Because tonight, I will finally be gone

No one will have to see my fake smile
No one will need to wipe my tears away
My eyes will be dead and closed
I won’t be awake to see another day

I tried to find another escape
If you don’t want to believe it, go ahead
It hurts me, remembering how every night
Every night, I would be crying on my bed

It’s like I was trapped in a corner
And even if people with come over and talk
Nobody could understand what I was trying to say
They’d just shake their heads and walk away

The moon’s shining bright outside
For one last time, I reach for the knife
I stab my wrist and hit my vein
The room turns dark…there goes my wasted life

I’m not going to be in pain anymore
There will be no more scars to hide
For tomorrow, everyone will be able to see
And whisper amongst themselves, “That’s how she died”

©® August 2005
Ciermae B.