SilverXball

Suicide

I need to hurry

I need to run

I\'m at the edge

Of a loaded gun

What then

seemed fine

But 

I\'m running out of time

A quick fix would be nice

But life ain\'t that easy

if life were like that

There\'d be more people breathing

A handful of pills

A sharp blade, a knife

We all know the drill

But only some thrive

A piece of scrap metal

Can be all you balance on

when its pointed at your head

One move, and you\'re gone