A Little Closer
By isa
Every passing day,I get a little closer to my endSo I'll just wait here for itMaybe its around the next bend.Today, maybe tomarrowWhen will I die?In what hell will I live?Or is Hell just another lie?How will it all end?With the blade of this knifeShall I cut my body open?Is this how I end my life?Am I supposed to liveSuffering in pain?No one understandsThat I've got nothing to gain Written November 17th, 2001 © on Nov 17 2001 09:12 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Every passing day,I get a little closer to my endSo I'll just wait here for itMaybe its around the next bend.Today, maybe tomarrowWhen will I die?In what hell will I live?Or is Hell just another lie?How will it all end?With the blade of this knifeShall I cut my body open?Is this how I end my life?Am I supposed to liveSuffering in pain?No one understandsThat I've got nothing to gain..."