An instant, a flash, an impulse or plan
The end of a life of a woman or man
The torment too much, to live or to bare
The pain now transferred to those that care

The reason behind you might now know
The pain, the suffering, they might not show
Just know that for them the choice was right
The battle so hard, they no more could fight

Sometimes for those its not meant to be
A present, a future, we just cannot see
Stuck in the past, the trauma controls
And torments our dark and weary souls

So now we are free, the pain is now gone,
We know that for you it has only begun
Please know that we're sorry, for what we have done
This just was a battle that couldn't be won.