Would It Be
Would it be
I thought I was happy
But I realized that I was lying
Pain inside of me digs a grave
A grave for me to enter
I'm tired of being fake
When sorrows have befriended me
I'm broken yet I pretend to be okay
Deeply corroded by this toxic life
My heart is black
No longer red like it was suppose to be
I have even ran out of tears
Because of the grieve that I am
Would it be wrong if I
If I hung myself up with a rope
Just to end this misery
To put an end to this pain
Would it be wrong if I
Overdosed pills till the bottle went empty
Just to set myself free
To unfold what is on the other side of life
Would it be wrong if I
Drank something toxic till my organs shredded
Just to be happy on the other side
To be in a place which is more accommodating
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