Here is a Note,

       I like the idea of blood, thick tainted blood, dripping, at first, then trickling..then flowing and finally pooling; pooling as I feel life seep slowly away, drop by drop, trickle by trickle..till the soft thumps of my beating heart slow in tempo with the clock that ticks everlastingly, as all sound seem to fade into the darkening background, growing further..and further, till it takes forever to draw in a breath, till my last vision of the words I wrote began to blur away.....and then there was eternal bliss.