My Fault

I was inlove with a boy
But i was scared he wasnt inlove with me.
it was my fault he grabbed a knife
and he stabbed it through his heart.

I cant live anymore
I can never love anymore
I want to be with him so much
my heart aches for him

So i grabbed a rope
I take it to the basement with a chair
I tie the rope on the pipe above me
I get up on the chair

I wrap the rope around my neck.
I cry and i take a deep breath
I feel the blood rushing to my face
Knowing my face is turning redder and redder each second

i kick the air
I try to breath
But finally i die
I killed myself because the boy i secretly love died...