Taking the plunge
He picks up his gun
With one bullet in
Death is going to win
Getting rid of the pain
With one bullet to his brain
As the moment draws near
Something Whispers in his ear
Tells him to put down the gun
'Because your my only son'
As he spins around
The weapon falls to the ground
Death didnt win
The boy's life can start over again
Jon Freeman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-suicide-note-5/
