My Suicide.

I Couldn’t Take It No More, The Fact That I Lost You! If Someone said To Me ‘What’s Death Mean To You?’ I Would Say ‘The Only Way Out.’ I Hated This Misery. The Pain, The Grief, The Tears. The Shiny Silver Smooth Razor, Would Cut Through My Skin On A Regular Basis, A Daily Basis. But Yet The Pain Did Not Go. I Would Crave Your Name Into My Skin, So Now I Look Down And Get The Horrid Memory You Bring With It. The Pain You Caused Me. The Tears I Got For Just Seeing You Happy With Your Mates, I Thought If I Was Sad, You Had To Be Too. I Just Didn’t Get How You Could Just Stand There Like Nothing Happened, And Live Your Life. You Always Said ‘You Me Against The World, Together Forever’ But Here You Are. Huh You Soon Changed Your Mind Didn’t You? I Lie On The Floor, Blood Pouring Out Of Me, A Month Ago I Loved Life, Well I Stuck By My Promise. ‘I WOULD DIE FOR YOU’