Saving You From Your Death Bed

The pills out front
The gun to your side
The knife in my hand
Blood drips down
Down from your neck
I walk into this mess
As I gasp
I grasp your neck
The words you mutter
Ring in my head
As you bleed to death
In my soft, warm hands
I couldn't save you
I can't stay
So I grab that gun
And shot away the memory