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.
