He woke up with a thousand tears
A hurt he can’t describe
He tried to fight away the fears
A gun found hid inside
He grabbed a bullet, just needed one
And loaded it into the gun
He thought for almost way to long
So he put on his favorite song
He started thinking about the past
Pain, the tears then fell
He thought then maybe they would see
If he sent himself to hell
But then he realized they won't care
He cocked the gun with great despair
He knew he’d have to do this right
He couldn’t miss his target tonight
He dialed up a girl he knew
To see just one last time
He thought that love and angels flew
She didn’t give a dime
He tried to contact friends to talk
But as he called; his phone they’d block
He threw his phone onto the floor
No one gave a shit anymore
He put the barrel in his mouth with fear
It pointed at his brain
His last thought was, “What if they hear,”
It ridded him his pain
The gun fell to the floor with a letter near
A lifeless body, no longer insane
“This is to who gives a shit
I hope that I, you’ll soon forget
I cannot fight this love discrete
So burry me, the dirt, six feet
Mom and Dad and Joe and Sue
I hope you know I love you too
I cannot take this pain I feel
It seems just too unreal
I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed
Don’t think that I’m mistreated
Don’t think that I did this for attention
Attention I won't get
I’m gone for good and good I’m gone
I hope that I, you’ll soon forget”
That note shocked us of love and all
On that day we got that call
He didn’t do it for the pity
He knew he’d be gone and for that he’s witty
He didn’t do it for no care
He did it because no one was there
He lost the love and all he had
A lovely death that went so bad
August 14th 2020, 6:22 am by TerishD
Subject: Lovely Death 
