TWD/TALKING DEAD

My Suicide Note

Here I go
Walking all alone,
no one by side

No where to go
no way to shift the tide

The people I once called friends, became make-believe, a lie

My heart was failing,
I was dying
There's too much stress, problems I couldn't out run

My only escape was this elixir, a knife or a gun
Take your pick, which one?

There I would slip away, silently, slowly in front of the sun

Hanging from the poplar trees

Life flashed before my eyes

There at the poplar tree I met my demise

I was tired of being judged, I was tired of the lies

The last thing I saw were the dark blue skies

I felt my body levitating, I felt like I could fly
It was before sunset
I had died

This was the last time you'd hear me cry

The last time you'd hear me laugh

The gates of God opened, my soul still in a slumber

Terrors raced across flickering fire

My heart filled with wickedness Temptation and desire

My once pure innocence so when I was a child consumed by the fire.
~the power of Shiti