Thinking about it scares me to death
Knowing that I will not be here soon
Knowing that im going to die this afternoon
Thinking about how my mom would react
When she finds out that im gone
Knowing that her eldest son is gone
Thinking about how my baby would feel
Staying up a many of nights crying
Even thinking of passing up her life
Let's slip back into the present for a bit
The guys telling me I'm supposed to die later hits me
With untold trauma
If I'm going to die soon anyway, I begin to think
Maybe I should save them the trouble and end it myself
Instead of giving them the pleasure
Instead of letting their cold hands crepp towards me
As they pull the gun to my head
I'll jab the knife deep within and make it quick
Thinking of those that i love
I push it deeper...deeper...deeper
I'm sorry mom
I'm sorry dad
I'm sorry baby
Because i know it will make you all sad
I will miss you all
Sadly but surely
In the end it was you that saved me
I ISH JOHNY Community Member 
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