All the hate and the anger,
Will not let go.
Every day it get's worse,
That much I know.
I tremble and I shake.
I can take but no more.
Why can't everything go back,
To the way it was before?
Before all the torment,
Before all the pain,
Before all the emotion's,
That I contain.
Why must I suffer,
Every day every night?
The pistol is loaded,
And my grip is tight.
It's almost over,
But the tear's are still here.
It all came together,
And I now can see clear.
I say my last word's,
And take a deep breath.
Only second's away,
From my long wanted death.
I shut my eye's tight,
As my tear's they get bigger.
I place the barrel in my mouth,
And I pull the trigger.
 
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