April 25. 2019.
There's a wall I can't see
Invisible, as it seems
Blocking reality from dreams
Then where do I go?
There's open space in the field
To depression do I yield
In grace do I wield
Why don't I know?
Indefinite power
Too far from my reach
Dead by day's hour
Why do we lie in tow?
Puppeted by the master
Controlled in all actions
Stuck in time like hardened plaster
When comes tomorrow?
Wish I was one of the stars in the sky
Why should I torture
Myself with all those goodbyes
When I can still say hello?
In all those years
I shed no tears
But now I do
Why is that so?
Painting a picture red, devil's actions
Pointed bloody silver
But still, no satisfaction
How did I sink so low?
Crying in bed
Wishing I was dead
A million tears shed
So I put the gun to my head
And yes, oh yes, oh yes
I reached for the gun
Put myself to rest, to rest, to rest
Finally, done
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