Goodbye

Bright as fire, fondle the flame
Feel it growing, spreading pain
Feel it spread, it brings you hope
Knowing soon, you won't have to cope
With the taunting and the teasing
Which is never ending, never easing
I write a note, saying goodbye
Knowing I'm about to die
I know that even when I'm dead
They won't be ashamed of what theysaid
Mum will cry, her little girl's gone
Dad will be silent, wondering what could have been done
To have stopped me doing this 'terrible' thing
And bring me back to the land of the living
I put down my pen, take one last breath
And welcome that figure, that one called death
She takes me away to a place I don't know
I then must choose the way to go
There are two gates, one shiny and new
With gardens of green and skies of blue
The other is dark all brown and rusted
I then know all my courage must be mustered
To take my last steps into the dark gate
And accept my black futer, the one I await