Death

 My life's a mess, my world is crazy.
My wrists are bleeding, it's getting hazy,
I'm slowly going to fade away,
Not to see another day.
I'm sorry, but I have to leave.

It's really getting hard to breathe.
It's too bad we didn't talk more,
I probably wouldn't be dying on my bedroom floor. 

But now it's too late,

there's nothing you can do,
My eyes are bloodshot

and my lips are blue.
 
For now I am dead, at the ripe age of 18,
I can't believe I just shattered my dreams.
We really shouldn't have had that fight,
for I could have still been living tonight.

Don't blame yourself, the problem is me.
I screwed up my life in the worst possible ways,
I was really destined for this day.
Well,my time's up & I really gotta go,
I'll love you forever but M sure you already know.