Six Four

Neatly lined up 64 little pills
He sighs deeply and steels himself
Certain to stop the pain he feels
One at a time toasting his health

Waking groggy in the hospital bed
Concerned faces looking down on him
Can't understand, he should be dead
They ask how his life became so dim

Doesn't know how to voice his pain
He just looks away filled with shame
He promises he won't do it again
Though he still longs for the flame

He soldiered on and even met a wife
But his darkness just wouldn't break
And so he lost the love of his life
His smile now is almost always fake

He thinks back now on his pledge
Knows this one will be hard to keep
Now finds hismelf back at the edge
Feels he should already be asleep

Fate had other plans, a failed bid
Wasn't his time to die, unlucky lad
But sometimes, I feel like I did
And sometimes, I wish that I had