Goodbye

My tears are pouring down,
you're gone yet again,
my eyes are so black,
as I try to gain composer,
I keep stumbling over things,
and words seems to come out wrong,
I see that blade so close at hand,
but say no to my thought,
I slowly get up,
to find a note,
with one word that killed everything,
"Goodbye,"
what a line to say,
as I lay on the bed,
trying to hide all my emotions,
inside my head,
I see that blade so close at hand,
I finally accept the thought,
of slicing into my wrist,
as I put up that blade,
and slice so deep,
I'd finally found satisfaction,
in killing myself,
so as this blood overflows,
I'll say one word with my last breath,
"Goodbye."