My Beautiful Death Note

My thoughts, they fade just like the words I try to speak. They both have something in common, they both want to seek. Is there a solution? Or any doubt that I hold? My minds full of distractions that fail to die old. You don't always express the way you strive to act, but the stares from others around you give a tremendous impact. The words and the marks they mean something deep, no one will know. They're mine to look at forever to keep. You know what they say? They say, live to be free. You're on your own in this world. Make something be. With my stupid mistake, I have nothing to hold. I could have put it down, but I was strangled, and they stabbed me with scold. That one little trigger and my feelings were here. That one little motion and it could all disappear . I finally decided that I've been patient, in agony for quite some time and Its time to fix it all, think still and unwind. Right now is the chance..to finally feel free..what will the aftermath consist of? Who knows, not me. I think of my past and what my future could have been like, but the crazed images flash back, the feelings crept up..stop it now! it’s a trap! So I decide now is the time, theirs no switching laps, and with one quick press of the trigger i'm gone in a flash. As an object is inanimate my body was now too. My time had been given and my end was forced way too soon. Could it have been changed? Maybe if there was help. Not many people understand the secrets that were dealt, the pain and the tears that were constantly felt, but now I've expressed the way I've been living with hell and with the thought of my withdraw has drug me down in the shadows beneath the stair well. Time has passed you walk in and you see what I've done, I’m gone? Yes forever. No longer a beat, I've been lifted. My mind, it was finally at ease. My spirit sits there next to you while I watch you as you weep. I bless you with a touch and comfort spreads through your veins, you then stand up walk out and go on with your ways. Back to reality with the slightest bit of ease We all have our secrets that we never can please.