In this dark world that gets darker سے طرف کی the minute, we can only rely on your self,

And no one else. آپ start to fade in and out, آپ can barely hear your self call for help!

Your vision blurring, your words slurring, your دل thumping, your last منٹ here are coming.

آپ see no one, hear no one, and now your done. Your done with the lies, with the good byes. Your done with the hurtful words, done with hearing those mournful words.

آپ go limp and cold, your time is ending when your not that old. آپ know your leaving, but your still having a hard time believing.

The darkness closing in, all your sins coming in. Your taking your last glances around, and finally realize what you've found. آپ hear your name, your name screamed with all the pain etched in.

آپ smile your last smile, آپ smell that vile smell one last time. Now that آپ see that face, that face that comes to آپ in such haste... آپ except it, even if your still perplexed سے طرف کی it. How this came to be, how all your shame flew away.

آپ whisper with your final breaths 'come closer, come closer' آپ say deciding its finally time to make them lose there composure. آپ touch their cheek and they tell آپ that آپ should stop talking, your voice is too meek.

آپ look in their eyes, trying to find what you've been looking for all those years, those eyes that are shedding all those tears. آپ look in those eyes, that hold all your fears.

آپ wipe away the tears, آپ wipe away the fears. آپ lift your head and they lower theirs, and آپ listen to your old argurments, to everything آپ said. آپ fight against your body, آپ pour your دل and soul, as your eyes turn dark as coal...

آپ spend your last breath brushing the tips of your lips, trembling your fumbling trying to hold the others hand. آپ smile and they cry. آپ start fading off into a natural high, starting to fly away....

آپ say before آپ leave "I'm... s... sorry.... I........" and آپ hang that sentance in the air, آپ spirit starting to leave fighting to stay and do whats fair. آپ hear them crying and your soul can't برداشت, ریچھ it. آپ go into a fit then آپ see all white and آپ leave continuing to bleed....

Your other nods and smile tears falling, they ball their fists, they nod and آپ know آپ have nothing to fear. آپ know. They know. No foe can take away your final words as they linger in your others head, they finger آپ wound and with one last scream, آپ deem it ready for آپ to pass on, going up higher than the sun...

~The End~