The End

My heart is so cold, My veins are like ice. On my face, pale white replaces the gold. Tears stream down my cheek, My legs begin to get weak. The pain I've been through, Overcomes the things I want to do. So is this goodbye? Oh my. How this life has been, It's pushing towards the end. I'm waiting to see the white light. Something to calm all my fright. I'll never know when it's day or night. The ground I lay under will feel every season. So what's my reason? I can't make it another day, I really wish there was another way. But I'm afraid this is the last option I have. Sorry if I make you sad. Or even mad. I just want my decision to be clear. I will let the man upstairs have the wheel to steer. Remember me the way I was, Not the way I'll be.