A Suicidal Dream

tonight tonight,
as i hold my pistol tight,
thinking of what to say,
what to do.
will i live to see another day,
or maybe even two.

A night full of alcohol,
running through my veins.
burning flames of my heart,
burning all the pain..

thinking of tomorrow,
maybe not today,
thinking of my sorrow,
maybe for anoher day.

should i pull the trigger,
should i even bother?
IF life was a little better ,
maybe i will re-consider..

we all got left behind,
we were all fooled by the sign.
On this day,
a suicidal dreamer is born,
who's life was torn..
And will always be gone....
forever.....