• cold
    so cold
    my breath is visable
    its coming out so rapiedly
    i look at my hands
    "did i do that?" i ask myself
    "why it wasnt their fault" i cry
    "they shouldnt have gotten in the way" a voice says
    the voice is cold and dark
    a forgotten soule
    "but....at what price" i ask
    i look at the ground
    moving my feet blood splashes me in the face
    i look at the the darkness
    the sadness
    "why did they have to die?"i ask the cold soule
    laughter filles the air
    "death comes for everyone." the voice finally replys
    "yup....eveyone" i say
    a smile curls on my face looking at the bloody staind walls
    the blood staind floor
    the blood stain gun
    and my pale skin coverd with theirs
    and mine
    the room startes to faied away
    the voice becomes distaent
    the thuding that was going so fast now so slow
    the breaths start to stop.
    it didnt have to be like this
    i didnt want to do this to you
    it just happned
    i just snapped