GOODBYE

My heart is getting heavy again,

my mind is bouncing on the walls within,

You can see the scars and the cracks on the walls built outside.

The cuts on my arm,

The bottle of poison held in my hand,

The rope beside me,

And the thoughts are hurting me.

Should I do this or that?

Should I leave this world behind?

Would it hurt if I say no?

Would it hurt if I say goodbye?

Wish me well,

Wish me to hell.