Your memories all soon to be erased
On the floor i held you close
You closed your eyes
i yelled for you
i screamed for you to come back
you were too far away
i pulled the pistol out of yourblood soaked hand
i took it to my head
i tried to pull the trigger
i knew death wouldn't last
i'd rise again and see your fate
once every life
i sobbed and reached for the phone
i didn't even notice the letter by your clock
the one you wrote the night before
when your Suicide was born
it talked about how you love me and how sorry you truly were
that you just couldn't hold on
and how your reality had faded
i never read that letter
untill today
the year after your death
i sat by your grave and i pulled the bloodstained letter out of my pocket
i read it out loud for you to hear
i began to feel as detached as you did
that night i walked home
singing songs that'd made you slit your wrist
and when i got there
i pulled out your gun
i saw your last images
and pulled
the trigger
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