I wrote this about my death long ago.

I wrote this a long time ago, what do you all think?

Looking At Myself

My bare feet walk on the grass:
Stepping on stones, I hope the pain will pass.
Creeping up to my bed,
I stare at me while I sleep.
I reach down and touch my forehead,
it feels so cold, I begin to weep.

Passing by a mirror,
I stop and look at me.
I stare in fear,
wondering who it is looking back at me.
I notice the mirror image leave
and my soul has lost its sleeve.

The sound of a gunshot fills my ears,
I pull my hands up to cover the noise.
I see the blood bleed from my heart,
dripping to the ground with an echo.
I fall to the ground and clutch my heart
but is has been chained from the start.

I cry out to me as I try to take my life.
Not getting through, I now see me die.
I reach for my hand but it slips by.
I watch myself hit the floor,
my eyes begin to close.
Where i'm going, nobody knows.

I watch my soul get ripped from my heart,
the barbed wired around it is now my home.
I try to break free,
the wire digs into me.
So confined, cannot get out.
This pain is too much to bare.

I watch the preacher say a prayer
as he raises his hands to the sky.
He says "Lord as you take this child"
I turn and look at the ground,
I see a coffin under a shady tree.
I move closer to see, I begin to cry
when I see it is me.

So empty is my spirit
as I watch it fly in confusion.
Not knowing whether to up or down.
Crying it falls to the ground.
I run to help me face my fear,
by the time I reach me, I disappear.

Now I see me in the grave,
the dirt begins to fill the hole.
I try to get out but I am not that strong.
The light I saw has now turned black.
I have watched myself die,
I am never coming back.

GTFO emofag.

Do it right this time.