guilt driven suicide

you’re lying on my grave crying asking "Why?"
I don’t see why you care so much now
when you didn’t when I was alive
you picked me up only to knock me back down
to didn’t give a damn until I was rotting away
hoping no one would know the things you did to me
you wipe your bloody hands upon the dead grass
that surrounds my coffin then you kneel down
before my tombstone begging your lord to
forgive you for this violent crime of hate
you put my soul to rest now you ask for forgiveness
its too late for that now everyone already knows
the secrets you thought you had buried with me
you have to run faster now if you want to get away
your legs tremble as guilt starts to catch up
the only way to escape now
is to put the bullet in your own brain