Suicide

A crow lets out a mournful sound,
One tombstone sits on the hill,
Leaves silently fall to the ground,
The wind has a soft chill...

A withered tree witnesses fate,
Time moves on without warning,
Years pass before it's too late,
The clouds are left scorning...

If there was a chance to fall,
This would be the time...
One chance to lose it all,
We live for this...

If time would stop for one second,
We would see the world for what it is,
A sad, sorry, broken excuse of a lie,
Could anyone possibly enjoy this?

The leaves crumble and break,
The sun sets to end another day,
Tears are for the sky to take,
Our friend will no longer stay...