Grabbing the gun
right before running
out the back door, I
keep running till I
get deep into the woods.
Thinking of how much
he has destroyed us
and abuse our love.
Kneeling to the ground,
dropping the gun onto
the hard snow covered
ground while burying
my face in my hands
crying. Why would he go
out and screw someone
else behind my back? How
could I not see it? Feeling
my heart breaking even
more, I grab the gun
while I'm looking down.
I point the gun to my
head and let out one
last big scream. BAM!
POW! My whole body
collapsed on my side.
I left a note
behind with his
picture right beside it,
on my bed saying
I killed myself
cause I couldn't
have him anymore
and want him in misery
like he did to me.
My death was over
a shattered heart
and broken memories.
