• Painstriken I lay in bed as a blink away one last tear
    Sorrow overwhelms me as the final gunshot I hear

    Knowing he will soon come for me
    I slip into my mind silently

    Awaiting mournful cries of pain
    I hit myself with seeping shame

    I let them down runs through my mind
    As I search for the happiness I am longing to find

    I think I here footsteps coming
    panic washes over me like the strong river running

    He is here now staring me in the face
    I hate to die in this awful place

    The trigger is pulled back
    Now all I see is black.