I don't want to die
I try and cut the ties
from a life
I used to live
Where I forgot the
beauty of the world
and had a fuck to give
And I hide inside
my mind where it lacks
translation
so when you ask
I can't tell you
there's just no explanation
cause we all know that face
that says were fine
even when we look down
at the end of the line.
Cause there some of us
who can't find help
a face but shadowed
by 6 feet under below
that was hallowed
be thy name thy kingdom come
but whats to be done
when I don't believe in you and your son?
I am a man who suffers from depression
lexparo, citlapram, I guess it's an obsession.
to take these pills
when friends say I'm fine.
but never taking the time
to see when I'm alone
broken beaten and battered
speaking to the walls that I wish were shattered.
leaving me cold in the open,
so my mind may pour out
like a fountain of emotion
just to shout
and I aid this problem
with alcohol and regrets
drugs that shouldn't
have given me debt.
but don't worry there's a
nice ending to this story
Not bloody or gory.
but let me tell you
I just haven't found it yet,
and that hope
never dies as long as I try
saying these first and last words:
I don't want to die.
I write songs, you know. They're not that good, admittedly, but they drift about the net. You'll have to write some lyrics for me. :) P
ReplyDeleteI'd love to, do you play any instruments?
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