I’ve tried living, but I’m getting too tired to survive any longer.

TRIGGER WARNING- Suicide, Addiction, Blood

The silver gun rests on my tongue,

It feels so right but tastes so wrong.

I feel my finger tremble as the trigger and me 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 to share.

I have nothing to offer you but this burden that 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 my hope lost,

and a pain that INCREASES.

The trigger is pulled and my body goes cold, Escaping a world of

HATRED and DISEASE.

Visit me if you must, but don’t DAMN me for my choices.

You and others brought me here

WITH HATRED IN YOU 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.