It's cold, I'm turning pale and still coughing blood... |
The only bad/good thing about death is saying"Goodbye" since you've said it so often then this isn't a bad thing ay all, Goodbye forever... |
Smile! I'm falling! You pushed me over the edge and I could see the joy you got in your eyes! That's right, you didn't push me. Someone else pushed me for you. |
As the lights are going out and these eyes close while this blood drips... I guess we both get what we want. You want me to die and I want death. I guess death heard your wish |
This time is the last time, death is done playing tag and may finally win. So as my body grows cold and numb and my breath slowly leaves me, I will fade into the nothing which originally I was. |
I'll count the minute as I rip out these stitches and continue to drink just to see how much I can bleed before I'm done. I give it an hour. |
Again I wake to find that I've destroyed what I care for so now with a bottle of jack and 151 I'll destroy what no longer needs to be, that which never was. |
So this is the true meaning of being a ghost? |
Still I'm nothing, never was and never will be anything. Guess I was never needed after all. So now I'll take my leave. No need on saying goodbye I guess because like me it to will be nothing and will mean nothing |
There's a smile on my face, tears in my eyes and blood from my mouth and multiple other wounds but the one bleeding the most is internal and death is near. I can hear it singing as it gets colder on this floor.. |