Stacey Baker Poet I do not know?

My Final Decision

A bottle of pills in one hand
a bottle of whisky in the other
silently staring through the mirror
desperately wishing I was another

secretly waiting for someone
to come through the door and stop me
but my waiting is in vain
seems everyone forgot me

but I know it was me that forgot
forgot my friends, my family, even I
too busy pretending life was ok
far too busy living out this lie

I thought that I could ride it out
I thought that time would soon forget
not forever looking over my shoulder
wondering what next I would regret

well time crept up today and caught me
the clock hands grasped me firm and sure
and all I hear now is my heart, tick tock
as I lay down on the hard cold floor

for this is my final decision
you may call me selfish I don't care
for I cannot undo the sands of time
even if I could I wouldn't dare

so as I bid you all farewell
please don't shed a single tear
please don't hate me or be confused
just know it's for the best my dear.

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