Depressed for soo long..

I go to get the gun..
boom..falls to the floor..
the blood starts running and falls on the floor.

Finally I'm dead, away from the pain..
Away from everything that made me insane..
I had no friends and no one who loved me.
Not even my family could See the despair, the darkness and sadness in my eyes, nothing they could do..just let me die..

And finally they did, i took my life.
Now i hear my family weeping,finally they care..about my life..
no regrets..it was perfection, dead on the floor..with the gun in my hand..