Suicide

A silent tear rolls down    down her tender cheek, The thoughts go around in her head The same thoughts she's    been having all week. She sobs more, uncontrollably   tears flood her eyes. She remembers clearly   the words he spoke the stories he told       the stories? or the lies? If only she were at home   and away from them all. Away from the hurt     and all of the pain The voice in her head   again he calls. She cuts him off   the voices are dead, her mind goes blank    and her eyes cloud over the gun falls clumsily away from her head.