Kissed By The Unknown

The Suicide Note

There are time when he thinks he's dying, like his heart just stops to take its time
Just to see if it should keep beating
There are time when he is alone and just wants to cry
Times when he feels the need to live just 'cause life goes on
If we aren't given reason to live, who actually dies?
Life takes on hits own challenges, he prays that he know how to pray properly

And he preys on god's love and forgiveness but believes in no heavens when he wants to cry but he doesn't know how.

And when he does it's just rain, eyes looking at him and he is for show to cough up lies, that you couldn't.

Tie him down and praise the demon that blazes him into a burning passion of hatred.


And when ask for a witness of who took him, the call it "The Suicide Note" 'cause they want to see blood boiling and burning against flesh.

Ask why write on paper when you can just say it out.

When born with a mouth, no use to it but to smile, shut down, and listen up.

Blame them for being wicked, blame life for hurting.

Then he thinks its ok because we are not always in pain, we hide in fear of darkness
Yet they say "depression hurts", but his oppression matters more than the ones who say they will teach you how to live
"Breath oxygen, exhale carbon dioxide, then reverse."

As soon as he hits the ground, they call it his "Suicide Note" but you wouldn't know that because you never wrote one
With letters we say goodbye and write stories, loneliness, and dreams yet to imagine.

The friends he has today are is yesterday life, we can't bite their necks till the end
With these notes are the reasons why he says goodbye.

Maybe one day he will run away, they could all disappear

Wash his pain astray, put their minds in endless devotions

Dream for his sorrow for all must be forgotten
With flames that light up the night , nothing towards their reasoning

But more reasons to wait for hell...