There I Sat

There i was lying on my bed
thinking of things going on in my head
I sat there with a picture in my hand
then i looked away and it faded like sand
then i looked back holding a knife in my hand
good this be the end of my life?
to young to but not to young to
see the heavens above
In that moment
i slashed my wrist
hoping this would solve my problems in life
there i sat that night
dark and cold
sitting and feeling so lonely
flowers and notes remarked my grave
as i sat and waved..Goodbye..