Let me tell you a story in the form of a dream Don't know why I have to tell it but I know what it means: It was a summer day they all start the same way don't they I didn't know this day wouldn't be like the rest The day I took two to the chest No one would care If I died there At that point I saw something My life flashed by All it showed was I'm a depressed guy Begging for the bullet to end it Not having the courage to do it Praying for this day to come Don't know why I had been so damn dumb If I had known I would have said goodbye Now it's over and I don't know why So much hope down the drain The only thing it ended was my pain (Not my best poem a little incoherent but it's two a.m. I'm trying ok I literally spent thirty seconds makings this)(as a side note I probably won't even remember making this so don't ask about it)