I know the stress is bottling up inside of you . The stress of your parents ,your future , and money , but I'm here for you and you know that that is true .
Please don't shoot
I'll wipe your tear soaked check and hold you tight , and tell you every thing will be alright . And it will maybe not soon but eventually it will . Trust me on this . Your sun will rise again .
Please put the gun down
Neil , I'm begging you come here and we'll just run away together . Go as far as Europe or maybe the Red Sea . We'll never look back and it'll be just you and me .
Please don't aim it at your head .
If you really wanted to do this you'd already be gone . No heart beat , no breath , no warmth . Just dead , cold and lifeless .
Don't please I'm balling like a newborn now . Neil!
*Bang bang *
And your gone . Why ? Why didn't you listen to me ? It's to late ,Cause your gone with the slip of a finger
YOU ARE READING
Don't
PoetryPlease if you have ever thought of suicide read this and listen to what I'm telling Neil. Put down the razor blade or the rope or the pills . Shut the window , turn off the water . It gets better