in life sadness is no rare thing, but joy comes at a cost

Papers marked up with red ink, where was the passion lost?

One o eight Missed messages, homework left undone

Body trembles as I stare down the barrel of the gun

How can this be a bad thing when sadness floods me like an ocean?

I’m smiling at the thought of my pain all gone with just one quick motion

The colors already drained from the world, I can’t hear my thoughts over my beating heart

I’m numb inside, to make me happy is to mention my depart

death over life, nothing over pain, mind over matter, nothing stopping me from pulling the trigger

Time goes still, my finger tenses, and lowers, the world in mute, in a dull shade of gray, I pull the trigger

I can’t hear it go off, it’s like I’m not me, but only a figment of myself, watching myself, end myself. Blood everywhere, but for once no pain, vison fades.

*walks off stage*

*room goes dark*

*crowd applause, WHOOOOOOOOOOO*