Suicide

Crimson rivers flow from my eyes
I pray every night that I would die
My one wish never seems to come true
I've never felt so down, so blue

Chained to the ground no where to run
I will no longer see the light of the sun
I now face the barrel of a loaded gun
I never thought it would be so fun

There's no other way
I have no where to go
I'll just pull the trigger and feel the final blow