At Last

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I want to die.

I want it all to go away.

To end.

To escape.

To watch the blood, red and thick,

drain from my viens.

To watch my insides bleed out

 and dry like sand.

To feel the relieve as my light

gets fainter

and fainter.

For my mind to grow

fuzzy and dim as the pool about me

grows in beautiful

yet spectacular wonder.

At last I finally have my

longed for escape.

Be happy ones that

love me,

be happy that my

pain and torture have

 finally ceased.

I have peace.

I have serenity.

So miss me none,

don't cry.

For my remaining tears have

ended as the last drop of scarlet

leaves me.

Love you all 

I always will,

remember me as I portrayed

myself to be.

Remember me how I was in

my last fleeting moments of life;

care free and happy to finally be at peace.

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