A vision before bed

So I just lay here... On this floor
Bleeding out like one does
The tangy smell of wet rust
Spreading out like tendrils of smoke
My finger nails will never lose this stain
It's all going to be over ever so soon
I see the curtains move towards me; closing
Seen only at the corner of my eye
I wonder, yeah, I really do wonder
If folks will remember my name
Had been daydreaming just moments ago
Thoughts of lost loved ones still alive
I've always joked that I'd make a better ghost
Seems like we're about to see if that's true
I'd laugh but it'd just be those funny gurgles, ya know?
I don't want to make anyone sad, truly don't
I just don't want to fight this anymore
But laying here on the floor looking
Far too much like a sad murder show model
It doesn't even seem all that real? But it is
Gods know I'm truly ready to go now
I'm dressed to meet my makers today
I would've prefered night but eh
Life has rarely given me what I've wanted
Except this...
The final end