Goodbye

We all feel ashamed at one point in our lives.
When I stare at this mirror holding on to this knife.
Was it your crime, or maybe my sin.
Close your eyes before you walk in and join me in this place.
This hall of wondering, what is what, and who is who.

Don't open your eyes, use all of your senses.

I imagine the smell to be like a last night ruin corspe, fading in to the ground.
Can you smell the aura that is around?
I picture adown person in a sea full of people with their heads held high.

Do you picture it too?

Why did you sigh?

Do you feel my shame?

When I took that knife, and shoved in up my vain.
Fading into my own little apocalypse.
No one really misses me, so why would I bother to come back?

Now, open your eyes and close my door.
See the horror that lays infront of you.
Bet you never seen something like that before.
I took my life because no one cared.
You reach out for meh.
I'm not really there.

Leaning against the wall, eyes dull as dead.
Covered in my blood, you try to touch me.
Why try, you never even tried before.
I am already dead as you start to cry.
Looking up at the wall.
i left the perfect little note :
Goodbye cruel world, goodbye....