Sitting on the bathroom floor with a gun in your hand Knees pulled up to your chest Your head rests on your knees Your shoulders shaking cause you're laughing and crying Gun to the side of your head "Are you gonna do it?" Find the sweet release when the bullet leaves the barrel of the gun and enters your brain
Click
The gun's empty I am not dying The gun's unloaded I do this every time Never strong enough to take the bullet And never strong enough to let anyone see me like this Always weak enough to be messed up like this *Always thinking, always wishing I put a bullet in
Wow. This is how I imagine myself at 23 and I'm still depressed and suicidal too when I am. I hate it...