I've written my message
Blood on the walls
Now to wait.....
Thoughts running
Regret passing every other second
Stunning?
No, just another end
It may not be the worst thing I've ever done
It may even be the best
Typically a man will know when he's as bad as a gun
Killing just because I'm not like the rest
Eyes blurry
The message was no longer clear
Oops
send help, hurry!
Lost all of my fear
But No relief
Realizing at the last second
This just isn't what's best for me
Why would I
How could I
That's all I asked the rest of my life.
