Lonely

She lived a life of solitude
a life filled with hate
she had a life full of sorrow
a strong on going pain

She had no friends to lean on
no one she could turn to and cry
she had no one to bring her love and hope
she led a false happy life

she thught about it day and night
she lay on her bed
her mind finallyy made up
she grabbed a gun abd put it to her head

one shot was all she needed
she closed her eyes and cried
to end all her suffering
she knew she had to die.