Gone

He has the knife in his hand
Not sure if he can stand
Another day this way
The pain grows as he cuts deep
he begins to move to his feet
but he's too weak to stand
His body begins to shake
As he realizes what he was about to take...
His life

He sits and thinks about his life
And how everything used to be all right
Before his mother died
His father, once gentle and honest,
Now can't even look him in the eye
Without telling another lie
After smacking him around a few times
Goes out for another drink
Who knows if he'll even think...
Of coming home again

The knife, still in his hand
Slitting his wrist even deeper
Because there was no way to keep her
She went out one night
After they had a fight
Not knowing where she would go
She fell asleep on the tracks
Knowing she would never come back
But she was his mother
And he will forever...
Love her

Sitting on the floor near the door
Now in tears over his fears
He just wants to get out
But running away won't do any good
He finds a piece of wood
And carves his final words...
I love you and goodbye
Hope to see you one day in the sky
Time for me to get rid of my tears and fight away my fears...
Forever