If i found out you'd left this world,
i don't think i'd be able to carry on,
i wouldn't be able to see the point,
except i'd be leaving my family behind,
but if i stayed i'd be so upset and depressed,
I'd end up picking up the knife,
and slicing into my wrist,
so deep that all my pain left my body,
and i would watch the dark red blood,
flow down my hands and onto the floor,
then i would leave the pain behind,
and come and join you in our special place,
and we'd be together forever.
