Counting down the minutes, till my final breath,
I do not fear what'll happen, I welcome this coming death.
It's time for my pain and suffering to end, and leave this horrid place,
Cause what I've come to finally be, is such a big disgrace.
The people around me have made me this way, in everything they do,
They do not see me as a person, just something to push through.
I've reached the point of no return and know what I must do,
It's time to end this here and now, cut it through and through.
As it slides gracefully, across my naked wrist,
I feel my pain, seeping out, in a soothing twist.
Then looking up I come to see, that my salvation is nearing,
The fog is slowly lifting up, I see a whole new clearing.
Taking one last final glance, at my beautiful death,
Then here it goes cruel world, my final waking breath.
