The only things stopping a blade from ending everything stained red
Is the fact my family would find me
The fact my neice and new neice/nephew wouldn’t know me
The fact my godson who is ten wouldn’t understand why
The fact that maybe my friends would cry
And more then that?
The fact that as soon as you heard
As soon as they’d tell you
You’d destroy everything and anything to end yourself
The only thing keeping me down
Is the fact I have responsibilities to those I love
But the fact is if you go I’ll follow on.
Cause without you, I'm not strong.
I don't think I’d see these things at all.