The revenge of a mistake

I picked up the shiny scalpel and placed it on my throat recapping what had happened in the last 24 hours I knew I couldn't live with myself so I did it I drew a pretty red line across my throat and said goodbye to all the lies and all the heartache.
I walked in to this damp nearly dark room, with smells of a demented hospital lingering in the air. I knew what to expect when walking in; at least I thought I did but nothing...absolutely nothing could prepare me for what I was about to see. There lying on that hard cold metal table was my best friend, the person who I loved and was going to love forever. I couldn't think, the only sounds I heard were the distant ones of old rusted pipes rattling and an overplayed song playing on the radio. I went to touch his face but stopped a mere few centimeters away. I got a grip and softly touched his face caressing his cheeks; so cold and clammy. My heart wasn't ready for this, for what was about to happen next. I said goodbye but not to him...but to my life for after I said these words It was all over.