Until The End...

sometimes you cut your wrists
just to see it bleed
and then you realize
and then you start to scream
and then we call the doctor
to see what you have done
he says there is nothing we can do
as i watch the blood run,
up into my sleeve
and down into my shirt
i look at you and cry
and wonder how much it hurt
sitting in the front
looking at your face
look at what you've done
i want to leave this place
the church is full,
of all your friends,
we all loved you,
until the end...
-Zach