Death

I don’t think I can deal with this anymore
no love, just agony and pain
the pain makes me want to walk out the door
staying much longer will drive me insane
I really have the desire to kill
mine is in danger even if I lie
but I would be the victim of this trill
I surely will be the next one to die
simple, sweet just a very young man.
love again I will never really feel
I cant go through this kind of pain again
I do not have the rapid urge to heal
today is going to be my real end
always remember me, your good friend
And now its uneasy to heal.