Deep In a Hole
Broken bones, arthritis, going under the knife
I been through a lot of pain on my life
But physical pain I can handle it’s almost something I crave
To fight the despair inside that I’ll take to my grave
To be in such pain is such a small cost
To makes me forget that I am so lost
I know that there is no life after death
And everything ends with my last breath
Suicide calls to me with a spellbinding sound
I fight to ignore it but I’m losing ground
I frequently stare at nothing to see
Not thinking of nothing not even me
Been to some docs, got some advice and a pill
But nothing works and all I got is a bill
But I’ll see how long I can keep my life going
And keep my desolation from showing
Until I feel that i’ve done my best
And that’s when I will finally rest
Copyright © Craig Ynot | Year Posted 2018
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