The dream

She was out of her head
She said she wished she was dead
I wanted to help but she didn't want me to
I just didn't know what I could do

I wanted to be there for her
I didn't know how to make her happier
She just looked so depressed
Not knowing what to do got me stressed

We were talking on her bed
I don't think she heard a thing I said
She walked over to her dresser
Then reached for something in her bottom drawer

I couldn't believe what I was seeing
Was that a gun she was holding?
I told her to put it away
I didn't know what else to say

She sat back down next to me and started crying
I knew one way or another she was leaving
Tears started rushing down my face
I wanted to save someone but she wasn't the case

Gun on her lap she held on to it tightly
She stared at it and started shaking furiously
Just above a whisper I murmured the word: Why?
She wiped my tears and told me not to cry.

She hugged me and I just wanted to hold on to her
I couldn't believe that in a minute she'd be gone forever
She pulled away and placed the gun between her eyes
That's when we said our final goodbyes

I closed my eyes and heard this POW
I didn't have to open my eyes to know it was over now
I opened my eyes and took the gun
I killed myself too cause life without her would be no fun.