The tears in my eyes are starting to dry.
I just realized there’s no reason to cry.
I’ve learned to move on,
To stop singing sad songs,
Because I’m not going down alone.
With all the things you’ve said,
And all the things you’ve done,
You think that you can solve your problems with a loaded gun.
One finger on the trigger,
Two lives on the line,
Take your life and I'll take mine.
If I'm not alive by the morning light,
You'll know what happened this fatal night.
I love you too much to watch you die,
and just go on with my life.
The second you close your eyes,
for that last time.
Just think about what you'll leave behind.
So take that loaded gun,
and count three, two, one.
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Call Me Suicidal (My Inner Thoughts)
PoetryI have issues, and I'm not afraid to admit it. This is my attempt at poetry! *Read at your own risk* :D:
