Sometimes I feel it's me against the world;
and I have nothing left to give,
I have lost so much; my love and my joy, even the will to live.

If I died today; how many days would it take for people to even notice,
That I was gone; no longer here, except in memories and photos.

I love my kids don't get me wrong; but this pain is just to real,
And if it weren't for them; and the sin against God, 
It would probably be a done deal.

I would pull the trigger; bite the bullet, and finally be done with life,
For the pain would be gone, the lies done and over;
and I would no longer have to fight.

I pray for the day when it finally comes; that perfect permanent sleep,
For I know when it comes; my sleep will be pleasant,
and my dreams will be oh so sweet.