Bleeding Out of the Back of My Head.

This blood drips swiftly, all upon this floor, I try to get up but I slip and hit my head on this tile, and begin to bleed even more, It is hard to take, My sight is very faint, My body feels so weak, I try to scream for help, but I cannot speak, Every time I try to get up, I slip or my body gives in, But this is my consequence for my sins, What I tried to do, as I put the gun against me cheek, I heard a loved one scream in which the voice sounded so sweet, So I turned my body at the same time as I pulled the trigger, I fell to the floor and could barely see a dark figure, Standing in front of the back of my mind, It was telling me that this is my time, I made this mistake and because of this in the spiritual world I shall haunt, For attempting to kill myself, but now I will succeed, not in the manner want, But still it will happen, I will soon be dead, This is the ending punishment, my essense disenegrates, as I bleed out of the back of my head.