Trav's last act

say your good-byes
say good night
walk away with a smile
laughing in your mind
"...they have no clue..."
walk to the door
with no one to greet you
no one was there
go to your room
quiet as can be
finding some paper and a pen
to write the final thoughts
that are running thought your mind
you have no regrets, nothing to be proud of
you made up your mind
no one will ever truly know why
the silence is too much
you are used to so much noise
the voices are now quiet,
you think that this is so right
signing it with 'I love you'
and writing your given name
your steps seem more slower
your heart seems more calmer
you want to leave happy
so go into the bathroom
looking out the window
looking at the time
crack open the cap, pour it all on the spoon
full up the needle, heat it all up
carefully sucking up everything
into the neddle
doing it like a pro
feeling no pain, but pleasure
waiting for the high to come
a quick look at your gun
walk toward it as if
there is a rope tied to you
and dragging you to it
trying to get the good times
out of your mind
no sign of suffering
it will hurt for only a second
no one's looking, reach for the gun
place it to your head
as a tear rools down your face
close your eyes and
pull the trigger
dead in a second
only to be found laying
on the ground, waiting
for me to find you there
looking so peaceful and free of pain
with the gun resting over heart
and the necklace I gave you
over the gun and wrapped
around your hand
now that tear that rolled down your face
is now going down mine
~*in loving memory of Travis Miller*~