The silver gun rests on my tongue, It feels so right but tastes so wrong. I feel my finger trembling as the trigger and him debate, An argument of past regrets. A future that awaits. I stop to pause and think if this is how it ends. To stop the pain and suffering, And my life of just pretend. A life without love to be showered with or shared. I have nothing to offer you but this burden I bear. DON'T TRY TO STOP ME!! AND DON'T FEED ME WITH YOUR LIES! For every false you tell me, another piece of me dies With all hope lost And a pain that INCREASES The trigger is pulled and my body goes cold, Escaping a world of HATRED and DISEASES Visit me if you must but don't **** me for my choices You and the other's brought me here. WITH HATRED IN YOUR VOICES My name and a date is sealed with R.I.P Now etched in stone, I'M FOREVER ALONE. A better world without me.