IM SITTING IN THE DARK
I CANT SEE A THING
I FELL SO LONELY
I START TO CRY
THE PAIN OF BEING LONELY WANTS TO DIE,
I THINK TO MYSELF THAT IF I DIED
I WOULDNT BE LONELY ANYMORE
SO I GO AND LOOK 4 A GUN
I PUT IT TO MY HEAD
I SAY MY LAST WORDS
I PULL THE TRIGGER
IM GONE AND NOW IM NOT LONELY ANYMORE,
NO MORE LONELYNESS 4 ME
THIS IS A POEM ME AND MY FRIEND
WROTE TOGETHER.
SO IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU COULD LEAVE A COMMNET PPL THANKYOU
