A last "i love you"

I'm trying not to let go,
Trying to hold a grip,
But I'm squeezing on so tightly,
That my hand begins to slip.

I really didn't mean,
To cut that vein so deep,
Now i cant go back,
And erase or delete.

I now wish that i didn't,
Cut my wrist tonight,
I really don't want to,
Have to say goodnight.

So many things,
Iv yet to have done,
So much i wanted to do,
All the stuff i could of become.

But instead i was stupid,
Had to cut that vein,
Now everyone who knew me,
Will think i died insane.

Only if i held on,
Just a little tighter,
But instead i had to fall,
As the drop gets lighter and lighter.

Now my veins are crying,
Something there not meant to do.
My tears bleed red I'm dying,
I never got a last "i love you"