One little slit is all it would take.
One little slit and i wouldn't have to fake.
Fake that I'm happy
Its all so sappy.
I would feel the pain
as the blackness surrounded
So a slit is not what I wanted.
A shot to the head
right between the eyes
all the things unsaid.
No pain I would feel
The blackness would surround as I kneel.
I write out the letter
"Dearest mom, and Loving Dad,
this is for the better.
my life was bad.
now i shall feel no pain
or have to cry in vain.
No one will miss me
I wont have to plea.
They wont care
just how I fare.
You tried you best, to make me happy
my life wasn't at all flashy.
I'm in no pain now
love you lots
Me"
And that was that,
as she grabbed her dads gun.
One shot as she sat.
In the middle of her eyes
without even blinking.
Her parents return, to her on the floor.
wanting to know more
the just what she would write
and now as she is gone
as her parents cry in vain at night.
