My Last hour

This letter only tells you goodbye
because tonight I'm gonna die
i have written each letter in my tears
waiting for this moment only years

i pull the blade on my lap and place the letter aside
i pop the pills and throw the bottle with nothing else to hide

i take the blade press it on my skin
i press harder breathing in
the thrust of pain cut in the vain
only sounds outside of the rain

my black tears fall to my lips
the blood rushes to my finger tips
my heart races fast and my breath quicker
my head feels light and everything starts to flicker

i think this is it, im almost dead
my body twitches and it drops my head

my last breath only a gasp
then the knife falls from my grasp..
only hours before you find
only blood thats left behind...