Suicide

As I gaze into the night sky,
I wonder how God could have let you die.
After all the nights I lost in sleep,
The thoughts of you still make me weep.
From day to day, the depression I cannot sway; It threatens me each day.
For one day soon; I will meet my doom,
And live with you forever in that place by the moon.
With this razorblade in my hand,
I stare at my reflection in the mirror.
With a small twinge of pain,
I will be on my way soon.
For now I choose to face my own doom.
With my life's blood running down the drain;
I can feel your total pain.
I start to feel dizzy; my hands fall limp.
I can see your face in my mind;
Soon we will be together again in time.