The Very End

All is quiet on this lovely afternoon there is no sound cept for me and my tears thats all their is to hear no cars or dogs or anything just me and my bloody tears i just sit and look just think and pray think of something to do some way to fix up my life a way to continue to live but i have nothing all i can think all i can say all i can do is commit suicide thats all i want to do thats all i think of doing and i think why no do it now? all i quiet and well it is the perfect time no one will know no one will hear it will be quiet and i can commit suicide in peace alone with no one around to see or hear