• Staring out the window
    thinking about what you did
    all the pain and emotion's I've held back
    are no longer hid.
    I look around the room
    to see if any one is near.
    I look to left then the right,
    the coast is clear.
    Before I do this I think about
    how you ruined my life.
    Then I walk to the table
    and pick up the knife.
    I raise it above my head,
    and plung it into my chest
    I drop to the floor
    knowing this was for the best.
    Watching my blood spill out
    onto the floor,
    I finally feel happy,
    because I won't have to feel the pain you give no more.
    Before I go,
    I remember all the lies,
    all the s**t you did to me,
    and relieved, i close my eyes.