Suicide

My heart gave out
My soul refused to bear the weight
My body couldn't take it
So the pills I ate

The water is warm, nice and comforting
My hair grew damp
My fingers wrinkled
As I hoped for some type of miracle

I start to go numb
No need for hopes or dreams
I look to the bathroom light
Begging to be free

It'll act as my sunlight
As I float through space and time
No need to wait
For this hour is mine

My eyes drift shut
All is silent at last
Before the world drifts away
And my time has passed

The minutes tick by
I can count them in my sleep
As the last vestiges of my mind
Grow to a quiet peace

I am not of this world
Nor will I be again
For I have come home
Home to you my friend.