The end is coming.

The end of my misery.

End of my everything.

The end of my own suffering.

The end of my music,

end of my dreams.

The end of my hell.

The finishing of my life.

The finishing of my last lyric.

The last cigarette of mine.

The conclusion of my suicide.

The finishing of seeing homicide.

End of my blood staining my cheeks.

End of memories.

End of friends

and my lover.

Now,it's the end.

End of everything I once cherished.

The end of pure blood of innocent people

on my hands.Now,Its my turn to die.

With my own hands.

With my own blood on my hands

once more.It's my suicidal dream.

The end.

A/n: I was doing this in school out of boredom,but I hoped you enjoyed.This is about one of my character's that I'm still thinking about drawing and write about.Review!