Make It Stop! (My Suicide Story)

The story of my suicide
Will for sure be front page
"Breaking News!" Another teen down
Who was bullied for being Gay

And as I inch closer,
And closer to the edge
I reflect on all the hatred,
And harmful words said

"Go to hell, faggot!
You devilish feen
You've got it all twisted
It's Adam & Eve!"

Those words are the bullets,
In the shaft of my gun
It's the blood on my wrists,
That ceases to run

It's the knife that couldn't cut,
Just a few more inches deeper
It's the cliff that couldn't be,
Just a few more rocks steeper

It's the silent screams for help,
Before anybody could stop me
It's the faces of my parents,
When they find my dead body

You say that it gets better
I've just gotta look ahead
But I'd feel a whole lot better
And so would everyone If I were dead.