My room is dark, my heart is cold,
Reason of death will never be told.
I ignore all of the reasons to live that run through my head,
The only thing i want now is to be dead.
My life has been pointless, torture and hell,
My future now only God can tell.
I grab a gun and shoot to my heart,
This is not the end only a new start.
I pray I go to heaven and not hell,
but if not then.......oh well.
Good bye to the few people that truly did care,
I know that to you this must be selfish and unfair,
But living was worse than what i could bare.