I want you here with me

His hand over his own heart
His finger on the trigger
Wrapped in the broken promises
Trying with all his will to forget her

Her hand on his picture
Tracing the lines of his happy face
Missing him to death but afraid
Misery was put in pains place

He feels the metal on his skin
The taste and touch so cold
This object determines the end of his days
And one bullet it does hold

She holds the knife in her hand
Feeling the sweet razor blade kiss
Mezmerized by the crimson river
As she places the blade to her wrists

He pulls the hammer back
And places it to his head
The papers will read "A tragic suicide
A lovers fight leaves a boy dead"

She stares at a bottle of pills
Wishing to take one after one
Wishing he was her to hold her tightly
But little does she know,he's standing at the barrel of a gun

He says a silent prayer
Asking God to please forgive
He doesnt hesitate to pull the trigger
He's determined not to live

She makes her last and final cut
As her breathing slowly begins to fade
The papers will read "A girl found dead,
Found lying next to a razor blade"

Maybe they will be joined in death
And the happiness can begin
But life has lost two more followers
A death,this time,did win