Miss me When I'm Gone

thump,
thump,
thump.
My heart beat,
ringing in my ears.
Would this be the last thing i hear?
I let my fingers run over my arm,
feeling the warmth,
provided by the blood coursing threw my veins.
Will this be the last thing i feel?
I looked at my frail face,
my bony body.
Should this be the last thing i see?
Is this what i want?
I slowly raise the blade,
that started it all to my arm.
My heart thumps louder,
getting stronger,
bigger in my ears.
Is this what i want?
I ask myself one more time.
Sadly the answer was...
Yes...