I can feel my heart beat begin to slow down,
for the blood is slowly leaving my body.
To become a puddle on the floor,
soon my life will be drained from me.
My body limp on the cold hard floor,
my eyes filled with a lifelessness.
Cuts covering my body from the blade,
my make-up covering my face from the tears.
This pain I could not take no more,
is the reason I am now lifeless on the floor.
A bullet strait to the brain,
ending my misery with one swift through and through.
