Gone

I'm sitting outside tonight,
Underneath the dim starlight.
Just staring off into space,
You are gone without a trace.
Nothing left of you for me,
Except for your memory.
It happened that winter day,
With no chance for me to say,
Good Bye.

Life taken by your own hand,
From the world you couldn't stand.
No reasons for what you chose.
So, why? Now, only God knows.
Caught up in all of the strife,
That why you ended your life?
Soon it will have been five years,
Since the day I first shed tears,
For you.