Life is Love. Love is painful. Yet suicide is...
I wish there was another way...

When he took my hand,
I looked him in the eye...

The color of your eyes,
The curve of your smile...

Sometimes I'm very happy,
Other times I wish I were dead...

Why did it end like this?
Wasnt it supposed to work...

Still to this day
You hold the key to my heart...

My throat is sore, my eyes are swollen
and I cannot speak...

Ts not gonna be easy
To say the things I'm about to say...

Keisha was a young girl
Going through more pain each day...

Every night I lay in bed
and think of how you are...

I start to think
But choose to die...

Its like I'm dying
Slipping, slowly fading away...