I clutch my chest as the blood
Flows from my open veins.
Nothing can release me from these
Unbreakable chains.

I glance down to the growing pool
Of scarlet around my feet,
I should have known we could never
Make ends meet.

The gruesome memories haunt
My every thought,
Along with the unsettled wars
I constantly fought.

There was no excitement, no glory.
My life is coming to an end
As I tell you my story.
I drop to my knees in the object that

Rought me life,
And remember the need to
End it with that taunting knife.
I scream out in pleasure at the thought

Of my pain ending here,
The sweetness of death is all so clear.
I fall forward to my awaiting death,
No one will hear my last dieing breath.

I learn a final lesson before
The blackness engulfs my soul,
No one really knows when they will become whole.