Wishing, Hoping ,Praying

Wishing, Hoping, Praying I wish so badly that I was dead Found in a tree hung under head The tender kiss felt from a rope Its for this end that I do hope To end the pain felt day to day Its for my death that I do pray So I am wishing, hoping and praying That from a tree ill soon be swaying Its not the fear of being dead Its living life that I do dread Its living in this hell on earth To the day I die back to my birth And all the days in between Make this life seem so obscene So when the day does finally come And to my wish I do succumb Ill look and find a hopeful tree Then ill pray on bended knee Ill climb the tree a limb up high And to my neck the rope apply Look around give one last sigh And when I drop begin to cry By Mr. E. Jones