Suicide

It's dark and it's scary. I'm still alive and breathing, but just barely. You're sitting by my bed thinking your dreaming. You sit there and pray that I awake from sleeping. You start to cry about the scary thought. That I might not wake up and you think it's your fault. I want to wake and tell the truth. But I can't because the darkness is calm and to smooth. I've got to wake, I've got to tell. It wasn't your fault and I'm putting you through hell. I was hurt and wanted to die. I know you didn't mean it, I know what you said was a lie. We had a fight, a huge war. The war in which I walked out the door. I want to come back, imurge from the darkness. And give you my heart back and complete forgiveness. I finally awake and see you there. You start to cry and kiss my hair. I tell you I love you and I don't want to lose you. You pull me close and tell me you love me too. I start to cry and cover my head. With the shirt on your body while you sit on my bed. My chest hurts, my chest aches. Probably from the bullet I used or the life I tried to take. I love you so much so I have to say. Mend my heart again and I will stay...