Until The Day I Die

She walked out
The day she found out
about the cuts.
I told her I was sorry,
that i never meant
to hurt her.

The day she left
made things worse.
I swear to God,
I am cursed.
Nothing good
In my life.
Wishing I could
Just get up and die.

The day
I washed the pain away
I still was hurt.
I took a gun
And put the barrel
To my head.
Pulling the trigger,
would be easier...
But there must be
something deeper,
Bigger
than all of this.

I'm sick of it all.
People are here to watch me
Fall.
Crash and burn
But guess what?
I could get by.
With dying.
Death is my friend,
And by my side.
Until The Day I Die...