I was thinking roses,
Maybe lilies,
To lighten up the mood.

I was thinking walnut,
Maybe maple,
For my own box of wood.

I was thinking marble
Maybe Limestone,
To decorate the place.

I was thinking my name,
Maybe a poem,
To carve upon my days.

I was thinking Razors,
Maybe NyQuil,
To make me disappear.

I was thinking your love,
Cannot save me,
If I just won't be here.

I was hoping that you'd understand,
Everything in this world has an end,
And for my ending too,
Celebration is due,
But the only thing
that I left out
is you.