Life About To End
Sitting in my bedroom, lying on my bed
I lay awake thinking, is my life about to end
I slowly begin raising the gun up to my head
My heart no longer will have to mend
I take one last deep breath of air
Pull the trigger
All of this just doesn't seem fair
Pain no longer able to grow bigger
Blood begins to spill
As my life starts to fade
All pain is gone, and now i no longer have to feel
Look at the big mess i've made
I wonder how many people will even care
This was all a mistake
The bullet begins to tear
My skin, and my body begins to shake
Someone call 911; help me before its too late
The light suddenly begins to fade away
My heart has lost its pulse rate
I didn't want this to happen; now i want to stay
The ambulance arrives and rushes in the house
They were too late, for now i am gone
The cops have to go and tell my spouse
My body in chalk is drawn
They put me in that black body bag
Carry me away
The sight of the scene makes everyone want to gag
What a horrible way to end such a beautiful day
Few days go past
Everyone still in shock
That no one knew that'd be the last
Time they'd see me, 'cause the time had run out on my clock
What they didn't know
Was my life was about to end
If they only knew how i felt so low
They would ahve been a better friend.
~all written by me
