All Alone
I am all alone, I cannot see.
How all this silence came to be.
Shooting arrows, through bullet holes in the sky.
Biting my lip, so as not to cry.
Counting crows; one by one.
Watching children have their fun.
Crying and bleeding into the night.
Praying that nobody will turn on my light.
Trying to be something I am not.
Hoping that nobody will find out, that I wont get caught.
Working up my courage every day.
To finally end my life, I do not want to stay.
I feel my finger on the trigger.
The metal against my head.
My eyes I feel get bigger.
As I pull it and am surrounded by red.
I lay in a puddle.
Waiting for it to end.
I am bleeding and my thoughts are muddled.
I though this was what I wanted? I guess it is too late to mend.
I hear sirens in the distance.
It's too late, they've wasted their time.
Because soon I will seize my existence.
And the step ladder to hell I will climb.