Suicide is not an answer

Loading the gun,
While waiting for the sun,
One last time facing it,
Knowing i was the heat.

I was the chosen one,
All the memories soon will be gone,
Looking at the dark sky,
Asking myself why ?

The wind is blowing trough my hair,
Not knowing where to stare,
Birds starting to wake up,
Makes me looking on a trees top.

Not god not Satan matters,
But my belief shatters,
Should I or should i not ?
Have all the battles been for nothing fought ?

I won't do it !
Should they go to hell !
Cause i know i can everything beat,
Hope they don't feel anymore well.

Not I'm the one to give up
Cause I'm better than them,
I'll make they're thoughts shut up,
But first I'll eat some ham.

They lost i won,
Gathered the strength to take them out,
And so the fear is gone,
Over them is now a big black cloud.

They'll wish they'd never make me an enemy,
That they'll soon see,
Can't feel they're feet,
Scared so much they can't make it beat.

Lost a battle but won a war,
The proof is the fearless scar,
Deep at it is it will heal eventually,
And my faith won't be tragedy !