Somebody Could've Helped

Looking at my mirror
A gun cocked in my hand
Thoughts of my dark past
I can barely stand

There's so much that has happened
I've dealt with so much pain
So why should i stay alive
When theres nothing left to gain

I stare at my reflection
Second thoughts in my mind
Then i think of everyone
And how no one was kind

I take one last deep breath
And press it to my head
My finger on the trigger
And next moment im dead

Somebody couldve helped
A friend was all id need
But nobody ever came
So it was up to me

well, this has nothing to do with me (thankfully) or anyone i know for that matter. it just came to mind, so i wrote it. :-)