It was time

It was time and he couldn't tolerate this pain any longer
He drank ,smoked ,sniffed but the pain was always stronger
So he decided to put an end to his miseries
He put up a gun against his head to wipe those memories
No one had ever thought he would end up like this
Consuming himself each day finally surrendering himself to the abyss
And there she was living her happy life without a hint of him
He was just random pieces of word for her she was his favorite hymn