Thoughts buried in the furnace, as my notebook turns to ashes
Plots stirring me wordless....... strongly grasping the matches
i've burned what was left of me & sadly... its overwhelming
falling in love w/ non existance.. my mind slips into sober dwellings
my disturbing thoughts nurse my wicked desires to not exist
burning thoughts curse when my knife gets cozy with my wrist
i'd reach my soul to the skies above.. mind shifted through stars
so i left my pondering thoughts to float... but they drifted too far
here in the dark, it's aweful lonely.... pills wearing thin
but the best thing about nobody caring is me not having to care for them
shadows in the ruins of the candle lit room in which i'm laying
i'll scream for the light to darken until the candles begin obeying
DO YOU HEAR WHAT IM SAYING! I don't want to live, leave me be
you see, this is me... & don't think its a depression streak in me
this is me, no scientific reason why i'm the way I am
to truly survive in life, you have to literally pay by hand
gotta give an arm and a leg, eyes blood shot yet the shadows stay in sight
must write a letter... for I will decide my fate this night
i reach for the quill, ink spills through the cracks of the floor
with a shaky hand i'm steadily writing my goodbye.. closing the door
to my wife, children, and family... now my sorrow forever nums
my pain has taken a stand.. for now...... tomorrow never comes