Final Good-Bye

Small and silver feel the bite, on this stark cold dreary night. Run a line across my arm; watch the razor work its charm. A river of red courses to the floor, As I shiver more and more. A stream of tears flow from my eyes, not from grief, but last good-byes. It’s not your fault, don’t blame yourself. I’m the one who’s in this mess. I tried so hard to just be me. But in the end, I was never free. Life is hard, the pain was short. I just wanted to take the easy way out. Now my mind it starts to fade, And I know that it’s my last day. As I close my eyes, this one last time, I say my final, last good-bye.