Last Day
He's in a pool of blood
Sitting by the bath tub
Wondering why he was still alive
How could he possibly survive
This horrible life
He put down the blade
Only to pick up the pill
He had heard it was an amazing thrill
All he had to do was swallow
So he wouldnt drown in self pity and wallow
His mind was blank
All he could think, was
One little drink, and
It would all go away
On this last day
