My End

Now I have to say goodbye
I can't take this any longer
It gets harder every time I try.
I'm sorry that I'm doing this
I never meant to make you cry.
They don't know
I've tried this before
probably because I never let it show
I sit in the dark,
the blade in my hand,
ready to make that deadly mark.
My eyes are swollen, and I cant see
I wish some one was here
to just sit with me.
But no ones here
I'm all alone
just sitting here filled with fear.
I left a note
to tell you I'm sorry
and that I hope
you never do what I'm doing now.
I'm sorry my dear friend,
that I wont be with you
until your end.