As I look down at the silver blade
My memmories begin to fade
Thoughts start to cross my mind
My misty eyes are going blind
Will anyone remember who I was
My mind is slipping into a state of fuzz
I start to remember all the times I had
the good and expecially the bad
My time is drawing near
All of the sudden my heart flows with fear
I pick up the knife
All I can think about is taking my life
Blood flows form my wrists like a river
My body begins to quiver
I realize this is for the best
I am now happy in eternal rest
