There will be another day of rain. There will be another day of pain. Another day of sorrow and then you start to feel the same. Everyday. It never ends. It keeps getting worse. But you hope it gets better because now you feel cursed. You want to leave the world but not the people you love. The gun in your hand. Your heart sais ENOUGH. Enough with this pain. Enough with the games. Enough with the criticism that makes you feel insane. but what's the point in staying? What's the point in life? The point is your stronger than that because you've dealt with strife. Put the gun down. Not for me but for you. Because you are worth everything and I know you believe it too. You have a family that loves you. You have me here to follow. You have a life ahead of you and this hard truth to swallow. I will never leave your side. I will never lose your trust. I will never let you go because to me you are a must.