Cold skin

A Story by lostsoul

My skin is cold, my heart rate is slowly dropping. I´m leaving, I smile and look at everything one last time. I am finally free of everything. I leave happy knowing I´ll cause no more pain to anyone, no more hurting. Only happy faces as I finally leave earth. Now the world is being happier and better. All is good. As I leave I leave in peace. Something I searched for so long, only to find it at the very ending of it all. I don´t regret it, I accept it with my arms wide open. This is my last goodbye and farewell to everyone who was there. I am thankful for it all, but sorry you wasted time on me. Now you can use it for someone who is worth saving and staying.