One For The Books

There's only one to confess,
I'm a hatred I can't express.
Hidden so long, I became a mess.
Bleeding gave me a second chance.

Remember me when I am gone,
A memory of when it was fun.
Left alone and now I'm done.
In my dreams I load the gun.

My final wish is for death,
Repeated under my breath.
I'll leave nothing left.

A bullet in the barrel,
To save me from this parole.
A birds eye view as I say "farewell."
Life was a burden that sent me to Hell.
Karma locked me in a shell,
In darkness my soul is cursed to dwell.