Suicidal Moments

Yelling,screaming,gasps of breath echo through the blanket of darkness
you lie there on your bedroom floor with black eyes and an empty heart
with a knife in one hand and a gun in the other
Bleeding your heart out
You collapse everytime a burden of life is put upon your shoulders
you scream
you shout
But u know inside that no one is ever going to be there
I watch as your finger slides across the trigger
I yell NO NO NO!
what are u doing?what are u doing?? u know this isn\'t right. get up get up and move on with your life
you\'re weak you\'re weak
Your wrists are like patterns of bloodly roses
your dark hair covers your dead expression
why can\'t you just move on and make a transition??
The knife slides against your pale skin releasing pain and anguish
you don\'t yell or scream for the pain you are feeling inside is a lot worse that the physical
I watch as your finger slides against the trigger
I yell NO NO NO!
what are u doing??what are you doing?? u know this isn\'t right. get up get up and move on with your life.You\'re weak. you\'re weak
Now here comes the pain.
I can feel it surrounding my innermost being
I watch as you finger slides against the trigger
Then a boom as soft as silence fills the vacinity
i watch as the light is lifted from your eyes and the pain being distinguished from you
You\'re gone...forever
Tears rush my face and i whisper to myself
Why would a beautiful being do this to oneself??
why didn\'t i try harder to make you live your life and to treasure the moments?? I should\'ve tried tried harder to save this precious life..i know i could\'ve saved it . i just know it
Then i mutter *i\'m weak. i\'m weak.*