tears...

the tears that fall down my face

are heavy carrying some of the pain

the pain you put me through

the killer pain

the pain which can make the choice of life and death harder to choose

im rocking in the middle choosing to live or die

to go through quick pain of death 

or the long hard hateful life

the pain going through me now is all i can stand

before i collapse and fall down to death... 

       last

last breathe will not be wasted on you,

my last saying will be "what did i do to diserve this",

the last thing i do will be sliting my throat,

the last thing i touch is the razor across my throat,

the last and only reason for my death is ...you...