Soothing Thoughts Of A Simple Suicide

Here I am again, slitting my wrists
As I watch blood pump from my vein.
I can't handle it, I miss you so much
But you? You don't feel any pain.

These tears come flooding down
As I cry myself into a slumber.
Can I prevent tomorrow from arriving?
Oh, now I wonder..

So this is my broken heart's last whisper
Tomorrow I will not wake.
You weren't there when I needed you the most
And now, my love, it's simply too late.