Bottles of pills
Just calling my name
I want to take them
Erase the pain
Ever so tempting
I’ll take more than the last
Maybe this time I’ll die
Free from life’s trap
I won’t have to fight
I can finally give in
What’s the point of fighting a battle
You know you can’t win?
I know it’ll hurt others
But what about me?
Do I deserve to suffer?
I just want to be free
So I’ll take a couple handfuls
And chase them with beer
Sweet suicide I’m coming
Death I do not fear
Soon this’ll be over
And all will be fine
At least that’s how it works out
In my crazy, twisted mind