Final Note

Nothing matters everything has gone with the rain
lost in this emptyness all I can do is cry
my babies being taken away and now all there is to do is die

The ever amounting pain is overflowing my heart and soul
God I think I am ready to come home

The blade sits quietly in my hand
the bottle of alcolhol  sits next to my side
pills to a forever sleep
seep slowly though my veins

I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough to beat off this battle
a depression caused because my two little girls are forever to be away from me
I can't go on with myself
all my life I have suffered
and now I can't take anymore
God please forgive me....

As I slowly begin to feel tired
I cut my wrists
to bleed out all my pain
to let my veins cry out
Pictures of my babies
lay clutched in my hand
why? when I love them
did they get taken away

Bury me in a place where no one knows
I need peace now so let me go