Guns and good-byes

I found my gun today
I put it to my head
i pulled the trigger
I whispered your name
But you never came
Was this your wish for me to die?
I tried for you
My breathing is shorter
My heart is weaker.
My voice is cracked
I wrote my last goodbye for you
I called you and whispered goodbye
You listened as i cried
Finally my breathing stopped
And my voice died
My heart stopped
As i whispered my last and final goodbye.