I gun up to my head
the cold meddle on my lips
the sharp pain in my wrist
I get get ready to die
no tears I will cry
nothing else you can do to help me
I must die now
the cold in my veins
my Breath getting short
not much time left
get ready to go
any time now
my hand will push hard
on the gun handle
I count to five one more second left
I pull the trigger but nothing happens
the gun is clean
no bullets are there
no blood in my hair
I will try something else
I hang myself cold
string around my wrist
stop the blood from going though
then whats left to do
I'll put rope round my neck
and get on a chair
then kick it from beneath
I get ready to fall
with my last breath of air
and I'll be still like a doll
my eyes will close shut
here I go my death awaits
I feel myself slip
I start to die a bit
but I start to come loose
the rope comes undone
I'll try something else
I slit my wrist clean
the floor will go red
no feeling in my head
I'll Find a razer
and put it deep in
deep into my skin
that cold pain in my arm
i feel it drip but it happened again
my death is delayed again
Why can't I do it just end it right here
just get it over with
I can't shot, Hang, or even slit
Then I'll do it this way
I'll jump off the building
and onto the ground
I'll be free this way
nothing more left to say
I get to the edge this time I will do it
I'll jump to my freedom
and won't even feel it
I'll die right away
and I won't breath no more
I am almost sure
I jump to god's arms
and give him I hug
but i wake to scare
there is no one here
I don't feel different
there is no hope
I try hard to die
but I can't go
