Goodbye

Laying here in bed,
Crying these two brown eyes out.
Wanting to just die,
Playing sad suicide songs in the background.
While just thinking to herself,
She pulls the blade out holding it tightly in her hand.
Getting ready to go back and forth,
Deep into her soft skin arm.
She see's the blood rushing down,
Crying and cutting away the pain.
She knows its her time to go,
So she goes deeper and deeper reaching for her main vein.
It's not good enough,
So she goes and grabs a bottle of mixed pills.
She takes them,
Now she's waiting for them to kick in.
She never thought It could be this easy,
But she's glad the pain is all done and over with.
Her final last words,
Goodbye.
She's gone,
Dead....