one sad cold night,
a boy sat in his chair,
picked up a gun,
as he ran his fingers through his hair,
he sat and cried as he thought,
everything that's happened,
has all been my fault,
he said if i was gone,
this would all be better,
and he told her,
"i love you now more than ever",
he said"trust me,
this is for the best,
you will see,
cause after I'm gone,
no more fighting,you'll be free",
he grabbed a bullet,
and put it in the gun,
said,"i love you so much,
but now i have to run",
he said"I'm sorry i can take this no more.
i've let down so many people
i wish i could go back to before",
he hung up the phone,
and pulled the trigger,
looked down his chest,
as the pain grew bigger,
his eyes filled with tears,
they started to pour,
as soon as his family ran in,
he fell to the floor.