I'm ready to die
i'm ready to stop the tears
to stop my life
to give up in my life
i'm ready just to let go
and take a gun
and blow a hole through my head
i'm ready to finally accept the fact
that i will be dead
head full of lead
but not like it matters
cause my life was a dead end
nowhere to go
felt so trapped
felt so caged
and i finally decided
to let my rage go
as i write this poem
i'm already in tears
cause of the shit
that seems not to end
thats why i will finally decide to make my life end
might be tonight might be tomorrow
all i know
is that it will happen
when people least expect
when i'm home alone
with no chance in being found
no chance of being revived
thats when i will make my attempt
and to commit my final act
