Bullets

Standing on the bridge, in the pouring rain,
Knowing that if she jumps, it will take away her pain!
She’s holding onto the rails, just slipping in the hands of time,
She never told of her pain, just sat there like a mime!
Instead of jumping, she takes a knife, and puts it to her hand,
They are all glad that she’s not jumping, but are now giving her demands!
“Just f * u * c * k off! Leave me alone! Let me end my life!”
“If you don’t let me jump, I will just use the knife!”
She’s now on the floor, some one yells out “Some one help! She’s Dead!!”
She didn’t jump, or use the knife; she got 2 bullets to the head!