Cold

Cold 04/9/2018 I’ve been sad, cold , so sad, for so long. I feel mad, old , so mad and so alone. I don’t feel like I ever did belong, Alone by myself, by myself in a throng. Empty and hallow, since my first birthday, Flee this harsh world and all that is earthly. Feeling decrepit, I’m lost and unworthy, Let’s abandon all hope and beautiful things worldly. A hundred and one reasons to try, A dozen or more painful ways to die. I can’t even think of one reason why, Not to put this lead bullet right into my eye. My problem is I don’t deserve an easy end, Gotta force a smile, keep on keeping on, pretend. Harder to confront my and then my fences mend, Than spill my brains coldly onto my pillow to blend. A beautiful mess out the back of my head, Answer to the solution brought on by cold lead. Finally free from those thoughts of constant dread, Sweet savage release, BLAM I’m finally dead.