My Last Thought

As I cry myself to sleep at tonight,

I think of when you used to hold me tight.

And how we would talk for hours,

Be late for work, And Take afternoon showers.

How we could care less what people think,

And how our love had a missing link.

As my sobbing comes to an end,

I think of why I cant still be your friend.

It's just to painful to bare,

It was like I was never there.

As I silently drift off to sleep,

I wish you were the one I could keep.

Theres no one who understands,

How its so hard to not be able to hold your hands.

And how I can no longer hold you close,

And how you no longer love me the most.

Why did we have to split?

And now this has created all these cuts on my wrist.

Then I awake from being drenched in blood,

And think of how I deserve to be thrown in the Mud.

As I feel faint,

As the blood flows and is bright as red paint.

There is nothing now that I can do...

My last thought was of you...

-Mexxy
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