• It made me fall, spiraling into an abyss of darkness.
    Made me feel nothing but pain forevermore.
    Made me love nothing, and hate all.
    My heart, now amounting to nothing.
    You're still joyous, completely oblivious to my suffering,
    Just as everyone else.
    The only thing appealing to me is death.
    Suicide is the only way out of this horrid pain.
    And as I pull this cold gun to my head,
    I wonder how such a simple word,
    Uttered to my question of Love,
    Could do this,
    And then, I say goodbye.