That Night
It was a dark cold night
as I sat in the bright moon light.
my mind racing again,
as I hold in my hand that powerful 410.
Pressed hard against my stomach,
my finger on the trigger,
the suicide thoughts couldn't get any bigger.
Sitting here wondering why
I am wanting so much to die.
Before I knew it
there was a loud boom,
everything went black
then a sudden pain in my back.
Now I know I will be going soon.
I pull myself up
and push myself to walk
try to call for someone to come
but I can barely talk.
I fall to the floor slowly fading out,
not knowing whats going on
I am going now without a doubt.
I open my eyes, I can see the outside of me.
Everyones hands working
doing everything they can do,
but my lips turn blue.
I can't breath
I'm going down
piercing to my ears
that loud siren sound.
A bump here
A bump there
I have evryone in a scare.
I can't think,
I can barely see
the large helicopter blades above me.
Again everything goes black, what is going on?
Several hours later
I come out from under.
I come to realize
I am not gone
I am still here
there I was wiping a tear.
I didn't have to say goodbye,
because I did not die.
as I sat in the bright moon light.
my mind racing again,
as I hold in my hand that powerful 410.
Pressed hard against my stomach,
my finger on the trigger,
the suicide thoughts couldn't get any bigger.
Sitting here wondering why
I am wanting so much to die.
Before I knew it
there was a loud boom,
everything went black
then a sudden pain in my back.
Now I know I will be going soon.
I pull myself up
and push myself to walk
try to call for someone to come
but I can barely talk.
I fall to the floor slowly fading out,
not knowing whats going on
I am going now without a doubt.
I open my eyes, I can see the outside of me.
Everyones hands working
doing everything they can do,
but my lips turn blue.
I can't breath
I'm going down
piercing to my ears
that loud siren sound.
A bump here
A bump there
I have evryone in a scare.
I can't think,
I can barely see
the large helicopter blades above me.
Again everything goes black, what is going on?
Several hours later
I come out from under.
I come to realize
I am not gone
I am still here
there I was wiping a tear.
I didn't have to say goodbye,
because I did not die.
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