Gone

Marc

Gone, the best time of my life
the loss I have, I now visualize
it is gone now, and so are you
at heavens gate, you now pass through

You thought you'd leave none behind
but at the the time, you were so blind
reckless, sad and so wrong
but still, you're gone

We could have cured your depression
just by one simple question
what ever was your impression
it is stuck now, with my expression

I should have seen the signs
If I had, we'd still have our times
My will to live, it declines

Now I'm sitting here, in front of your grave
my mind is the depression's slave
I'm about to pull the trigger
so we can be together quicker
No one's here to hold me off
About to take my last cough
One last try, to fight them off

They're to strong
All my hopes are wrong
Soon we are united
The light needs to be sighted
I have to go, it's right there
Goodbye life, which was unfair