Lamentation.

I hold the knife
I know what i must do
My last thought is only of you.

Before i leave this world
I want you to know
Just how much i loved you so.

I see you cry
I feel your pain
Why, oh why was I so vain?

As crimson stains the sheets on my bed
I think "not long now and I'll be dead."

And as I pass from this world to the next
I realise i had no regrets.

I hope that in some way
I will see you again some day.

In my death I hope you see
This life was never meant for me.

This was my very first poem so i hope you enjoyed it.