The End Of Me.
Written by,Nyce & Johnny 6-feet
Nyce
As i watch the blood streaming down my wrist,
I recall life and its cruel and menacing twists!
The pain people inflicted upon me...
Emotional, physical, mental !
The way they stared and gawked.
Outcast, ostracized, forgotten........
The cold starts at my fingertips,
Gushing and dancing...
The blood escapes my veins,
As i see the end of society and all its pains..
A tear falls from my eye,
As i finally realize,
Im going to die..
So good bye to all of you who listened and cared,
And go to hell for all who scorned and stared.
The cold has seeped now into my face.
As my heart begins to slow its ounce lively pace.
My eyes grow hallow,
My breaths become shallow.
The razor falls from my hand....
Hitting the floor with a metallic thud,
As i smell nothing but the overwhelming odor of my own blood.
A puddle of my “life” has now collected beneath me...
I look and see my reflection.
Gazing back I see a void,
an empty body missing a soul....
Some one who has endured so much suffering so much pain.
The child who was ounce afraid of the rain...
The boy played in his first recital...
The teen who wished to disown his family and renounce his title!!
My vision blurs,
My emotions fade,
My life is finished,
As my will to live has been completely diminished!!!!!!
Johnny 6-feet
As the scene unfolds, individual lives become clearer.
The Almighty and the Devil watch through a clouded mirror.
Playing dice, making bets on the fates of men!
And what drives one to success; another to the holding pen.
What makes one cling to life through a trirade of tragedy,
And another seek a noose, mind raped with falacy.....
"Actually... it's all perspective of each individual
Some don't believe in the spiritual or the chance of miracles."
"Nonsense" replies God "There's no atheists in a foxhole
The taking of ones life is an act of control
If a person feels they're unraveling; caught in a whirlwind
They put their feet in concrete, to anchor as the world spins."
"So what's his judgement to be? Hell, Heaven or Purgatory?"
"None of those, i'll give him the chance to re-write the story."
And, like the rewind button on a vcr recorder
God snaps his fingers once, to reverse the slaughter
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