Thinking
Life is just a living nightmare when depression start's sitting in
We go to the doctor's for help he write's a prescription
We go to pick it up but it an'it in yet
It only make's matter's worse the anxiety emotion's start's
sitting in
We carefully analyzethe choices of this living like this in
misery or is it better in death?
We have disputed this life suck's
In death their is no pain just rest we ask ourself's as we weigh
the issue of suicide
what would be the perfect death would be like?
we already know everyone has to die but why?
when were dead what everyone think's is irrelevant
we know we have to leave someone we love behind
just another day of conflict of good vs evil
but which will win?
only one answer the undertaker
love ya see ya in hell
Copyright © Bradley Cox | Year Posted 2012
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