The final thoughts

Who is playing drums?
wait that is my heartbeat
I listen to the rhythm
and try to control my breathing

I need to look normal
not like a person of interest
that way I can be left alone
until after the last second

I wove through the crowd
I see a pain inducing face
What a shame that my ex's
is gonna be the last until my grave

I find the right door
I gotta go up
The tallest tower I know
and still it isn't much

Well goodbye
That's the end for me
Now my blood and brains
will be spilled like jelly