Bullet

As the bullet passes through my face

I begin to feel deaths cold embrace.

Is this how it feels to be dead laying on the ground with a bullet an my head.

They will say they don't no why I proceeded to commit suicide but they do,

they do no why, the note should have made it clear why i committed suicide.

You pushed me to this with your lies and tricks.

What's done is done, blood has been spilt and its on your hands now.

Soon I will be a thing of the past.

YET just another teenage suicide.