Quiet and broken

Still holding tears

Wanting love but gave up

People dying

People killing

Stab and blood gushes

Shoot and hear explosions

Death is in front of me

He is waiting for me

I want to hug him but I can't

Pain and torture

It won't stop

It holds me captive

I'm struggling to breathe

No one else left

I'm here on my own

Kill, pain, broken

What else can I do?

Die.