Back Under

Im under again, It got me once more, Im to far down this time, The thoughts in my head, The gun on my bed, calling me to come closer. How do I resist it? Where are my restraints? ive dealt with to much pain, I hear it in my brian. I want to end it now, But I dont know how. I trusted you, I fell for you, Then you go and grab another. I lowerd my shield, but you didnt yeild, You went and blew my cover. I Let you, and tried to begin what would have been heaven, You didnt care, said "Life's not fair" And tore my heart to pieces. Now i sit atop my bed of lonelyness and misery, Thinking about the sweet relief of death, Not knowing which way to take, and end this life of pity, Ive thought it over, made my plans, but know its time to act should i take a knife and hack my viens again? Should i take a gun and blow my brains? Should i hang myself with those leather reigns? Or should i continue on this endless, pointless, trip we call life? You be the judge cause i dont care, Ive lived this life of pain and despair, Tell me what to do and how, Cause i really need it now