As I take that gun
And stick it to my head,
I think of you Hun
And what you would have said
Would you even care?
Now that I’m dead and gone,
Would you even cry a tear?
Or just keep singing your song?
As I sat there on the bathroom floor, bleeding,
I thought back to how it use to be
When I wasn’t lying there pleading,
When I was happy and just me
My heart was in your hands
But you threw it away as if you didn’t care,
And for what, a bunch of screaming fans?
I hope it was worth it my dear
Because now I shall say goodbye
I hope your happy now,
It is all because of your lies
That I take my final vow
January 9th 2007
Don't do it Heather. There's always something to live for, even if its not the one who broke your heart. Check out my Sunrise On the Mount - I wrote it but He authored it - it always makes me feel better. Good luck.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are quite young! Don't fall a prey to emotions! Keep faith in HIM, the Almighty and HE will take care of you!