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I wrote this during one of my darker days - just looking to see what people think - is it any good?  
 
Alone.  
 
Alone he sipped his drink and heaved a long last sigh  
As dreams at what could have been slowly passed him by.  
He drained the glass completely and dropped it to the ground  
It broke upon the floor but he never heard the sound  
He turned his eyes to the table and looked upon his gun  
One last piece of courage and his task would soon be done.  
He thought no one would miss him, he thought they would not care  
He thought the gun was the answer to all of his despair.  
He placed his fingers on the handle and felt the cold hard steel  
He lifted it with thanks for the release that it soon would deal.  
He placed the barrel against his temple and slowly closed his eyes  
Tears streaming down his cheek as he thought his last goodbyes  
The trigger pulled so easily, the gun dropped from his grip  
His body slumped to the table and his blood began to drip  
His children found him there, lying in a pool of red  
Scarred for evermore knowing that their daddy was now dead.  
He never thought of them when he chose to end his pain  
He never thought of the damage that always would remain  
They grew up always questioning did I do something wrong?  
If I had been a better child would daddy not have gone  
It would not have made a difference, alone he made this choice  
But he cannot tell his children this for now he has no voice.  
Life moves on without him despite the hole he left behind  
Never forgiven by his children and always on their mind.