When the last person living
Takes their last breath
Stares down the darkness
and meets their hour of death
Birds will not cease singing
The trees will still grow
The tide will still pull
and the wind will still blow
The sun will still come out
As will the moon
The leaves will still sprout
and the flowers still bloom
It is only our arrogance
Which makes us think we
are at the axis of all
That we touch and see
Life will go on without us
Year after year
We will just become the people
That once lived here

My mind rejects your thought
Clashing like waves, rocking the boat
My heart echos the feelings caught
Through these waves, that come afloat

No assurance of this pulse that beat
Tired of love, tired of each sin
Nailed and knocked of being a cheat
My world sinking as it took a spin

What has been done already
I cannot go back to undo that
My life is on a rock boat, unsteady
As I sit and recall our last chat

With a sharp blade, I tally the days
On my wrist where my pulse state
I cried out for help, in many ways
Pushed off, from everyone cause of hate

Now I bleed while the water turns red
The boat is sinking, I will not save myself
Drowning slowly with this pain in my head
Cherish the moments and look after yourself!
............................GOODBYE!...................­...........
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