My Last Goodbye

I lay on the floor.
I can't stop watching the door.
I'm not sure what I'm waiting for.
Not until concentrate a little more.
The clock by the door says it's 3:46
Oh God, how can this be fixed?
Not now, no way can it be true.
I don't want to be found, not by you.
While I draw my last breath in,
I hear the door open.
The last words I'll ever speak,
I say to my brother, as I become weak.
That's it, this is the last thing I'll see.
It's my brothers terrified face when he sees me.
As my spirit leaves me.
I wonder what he thinks.
Did he hear what I said?
I said "I'm free, now that I'm dead."