Suicide.

I need salvation from a gun,
I want the pain to end,
In my mind, I have no fun,
why'd he leave me all alone?

Broken hearted,
with no salvation,
pieces parted,
so pain enters.

Suicide for one,
becomes part of me,
his life, now done,
mine shall join soon.

Why must he hurt me,
in such a bad manner,
when all I wanted to be,
was his forever?

Belief and trust,
so important in love,
but his heart does crust,
so he never believes.