The Perfect Suicide

A picture perfect
Silent night
Candles glowing
In the moonlight

Clouds above
Race across the sky
Hide the moon
Make time fly

A gentle breeze
Sweeps by me
Leaves shake
In the trees

Lay in the grass
Thinking of the past
Wondering why
Nothing lasts

Tears of sorrow
Dance across my cheek
I wipe them away
So I don't look weak

Focus on my surroundings
Needing a distraction
Think of anything else
Forget that sick satisfaction

Put the gun down
Throw away the blade
Run away from the sound
Of time beginning to fade

I sit in this graveyard
Pondering my death
Whispering to you
With shaky breath

Should I do it
Should I end my life
It would be so easy
Simply grabbing a knife

Maybe I'll see you
On the other side
Maybe there
I won't have to hide

The moon stares down at me
I know what I must do
Slit my throat, pull the trigger
The whole time, thinking of you