PARTING WITH ME

Shead a tear for the newly departed
as i stare at the tomb of the broken hearted
a person whom cared to much at times
not many of them around you'll find

Now another buried deep in the ground
leaving me behind without a sound
all she ever wanted, her freedom
happiness within her kingdom.

if only she had found what she was looking for
she would still be around to help some more
but out of a rage to fiece to conceed
i took a gun to do the deed

a bullet, straight into the heart
exploding, ripping her apart
I killed her out of sympathy
she begged me too, out of apathy

hurt was to much for her to bare
the pain and suffering too much for her here
we both knew she was right
as she closed her eyes and whispered 
goodnight

I looked at the gun in my hand
finding a freedom, i couldn't understand
I am the child in which she born
a stranger to her which she felt torn