My last

As you lay by my bed begging for one last chance I say “no, you had 3 chances with my heart and u broke it each time…smashing them to pieces…one chance after another. And now I say as I lie in this bed, that you don’t know what its like to by in my spot, to lie in this bead, half dead and alone. The cutting has taken half my life and now here’s the rest. As I breathe my last breath, as I say my last prayer, I drop the knife and hear it fall to the floor. You will never know what its like to walk in my shoes because you were careless and heartless enough to let this happen to me. You broke my heart one time too many, now it’s my turn
When I die I know you will regret me, you going to heaven and me going to hell…I wont let the devil take you, I will make him let you live. You will suffer more without me than being beside me.