Tears Of A Dead Man

The morning sky is colored red with blood.
Meaning that someone died last night.
I wonder why. This morning casts a foul mood.
Something seems off today; this doesn't feel right.

Was it me that died?

I hear a presence, creeping closer and closer,
Dead silent but clear as day.
He appears before me pale as the moon.
A melancholy look on his face, he speaks.

Another one who just didn't see
How good your life would have been.
If just for a few years had you waited
Before ending your life you so much hated.

Look at what you had! Lost now forever.
I can't see why you're so sad.
You weren't alone, nor were you too bad
of a person to seek a second chance.

It's clear now I made a mistake unthinkable.
Wasted my life with a knife.
It seemed then so unbearable,
But now I'm even more miserable.
Last tears of a dying man.

Another one who just didn't see
How good his life would have been.
If just for a few years had he waited
Before ending his life he so much hated.

It's clear now he made a mistake unthinkable.
Wasted his life with a knife.
It seemed then so unbearable,
But now he's ever so miserable.
Last tears of a dead man!