The Reason

I trace the wound that i have made and i start to cry i say to myself i have no meaning to this world i must die so i slowly suck in the hurt and remember of those who have cause my pain i take one wrist and slip the tears of blood roar down the drain. you show no remorse for what you have done this isn't working so i go to my closet i find a gun to all that once cared farewell and goodbye i loved him and he's the reason i have to die