Epitaph

Ok, sorry. Once again I’m too lazy and tired too write something new. So this is a little poem I wrote back in my suicidal days when I was in high school. A friend and I were kinda planning on pulling a Natural Born Killers deal, and I figured that would be how I’d go out

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I’ve lived too long

I will not cry

I’m tired of life

Just wanna die

Single bullet to my head

Swallow poison in my bed

Bleed my blood until it stops

Or in a shootout with the cops

Of all the ways there are to go

the way I want, I just don’t know

I’ve lived too long

I cannot cry

I’m sick of life

Just wanna die

To God I say a big “Fuck you”

And also to the whole world too

You beat me down but I came back

Feel my hate and rage attack

I’ll take you with me when I go

Fan the flames that burn below

I’ve lived too long

So tired inside

So much relief

I’ve finally died.