One year after

Im sorry for who I am
Im sorry for what I could have been
I didn’t know this path would lead for me,
To be this evil, utterly and inconceivably

Looking in the mirror and wanting death
One year later, my ending to this bitterness,
And before I took my one last breath
With a sharpened blade held to my neck,

I thought of the ones that loved me and what I meant to them
And should I make this selfish choice, on the strength of heroin?
I loved you and you took your life, without ever saying why
No reason to, no “I loved you”, not even a goodbye

I never believed in god until that night appeared a sign,
I felt a greater presence with me, an intelligent design
I hope that in another life, again you can be mine
I cheated death twice before, but after this night, walked the line