GoOd-ByE

This thing is over,
I want my death,
I look around the room,
And take one last breath.

The last thing I see,
Is a reflection of you.
How can this happen,
Did this finally come true?

I can\'t handle this anymore,
My worries have became pain.
If my fears become reality,
What will I gain?

This hate inside of me,
Is starting to build too high.
I look around the room,
And take one last sigh.

I walk into the darkness,
But it becomes too bright.
I try and focus,
But I lose my sight.

The last thing I remember,
Is telling life hi.
I look around the crowded room,
And wave good-bye.

**There is so much going on in my life right now that I can not handle it anymore!!! 3/16/05