Take The Gun and BANG

I line my eyes thinking about your suicide
You refused to listen to anyone

I brush my hair letting the waves fall into place
Your family tried to help you, but you had your mind set on death

I slip into my black dress
You passed back and forth

Stepping into my heels
You take the gun to you head, cock it and BANG

I walk out the door to the car
You lay dead on your kitchen floor

I arrive a few minutes later at your funeral
Blood pools around you

I take my seat quite as could be
A loud shrilly scream echoes in your room

The priest says his words
Your lowered into the ground

A single tear falls from me
White flowers cover you

I stand to show my respect as you disappear
The earth swallows you whole

I fray from the open arms of family
Your gone

Tear weld in your mom's eyes
Its your fault

I leave everyone behind
I hope you burn in hell

You don't get to have any part of me
Your six feet under

Your dead to me and always will be
You could have not made it turn out this way

I don't have time to fall on you
You shouldn't have did what you did when I was little

I grow up without you and I turned out fine
Did I ever cross your mind

I'm apart of you no matter how much you didn't like it
Its all your fault