Impulse

Sometimes thoughts and temptations
Become too much
Then words turn into actions
You pull the blade across your wrist
Put the gun to your head
You lose all hope
You start question yourself and your life
You've completely lost touch with reality
Your so consumed in this pain
That you'll do whatever it takes to
Make it go away
And by the time someone tries to save you
It's too late
You can no longer be saved
Little did they know
That you died a long time
Ago