Suprise

In a room, all alone,
hoping and praying that they wont come home.

Take a little time all to yourself,
deal with the pain that needs to be felt.

Crying dry tears, breathing empty breaths,
thinking i've tried everything, why not death?

But then look at the pictures on the wall,
listen to the radio, understand that song.

Look at him, and all that went wrong,
he was ready to give up, but it didn't take long.

For him to find something to bring him peace,
A little small something to give him release.

I love you I say to myself,
There are other ways for things to be delt.

I can write stories and I can write prose,
I can find something in a black rose,

So why give up when I have come so far?
Why end it now when I have tried so hard?

So taking the picture from the wall,
I catch myself in the fatal fall.