A Means to an End: Poetry, Ramblings, Rants and Lyrics by Cody Bourque

Try Again

Grab a little rope and,

Tie it in a knot and,

Step on the chair and,

Drop to the floor and,

Try it all again

A boy lives his life in distress,

Can't sleep anymore because of his stress,

He's left with a choice,

Is it him or them?

Lying in bed one night,

Left awake and pondering his plight,

He's left with a choice,

Is it here or there?

Sitting in the shower and,

Crying in your own hands and,

Swallow your own death and,

Pass out on the floor and,

Wake up in your own bed,

Try it all again

A girl cries in the shower,

Abused and stripped of her power,

She's left with a choice,

Is it her or him?

Hidden under thick makeup,

Is proof of the shakeup,

She's left with a choice,

Is it her pain, or his life?

Laying on the hard floor and,

Holding the sharp blade and,

Digging in the needle and,

Take a little more and,

Blade to the throat and,

This is how it ends