Suicide

I cannot take much anymore,
I'm trapped in a hole with no where to go.
I might just give up,
Might just throw in the towel.

I take a gun,
To my head.
Or a rope,
Around my neck.

At the funeral,
Everyone cries.
My family is upset,
And just thinks I was crazy.

I wish I hadn't done this,
But it's too late now.
No one tried to save me,
And I cannot go back.

I am a ghastly ghost,
Invisible to your eyes.
I found out from another ghost that,
My future WAS going to become better.

I wish I hadn't done this,
But it's too late.
No one tried to save me,
But I cannot go back.