The End

As pen hits paper,
It explains exactly what was said,
The story of us,
We should all be dead.

Your words were like bullets,
That short into my head.
Endless thoughts of whats to become,
We should all be dead.

I lay awake with tears,
Alone on my bed,
Ill never forget this,
We should all be dead.

As the gun reaches my heart,
I think of all the lies I was fed,
This is the end,
We should all be dead.