My Suicide (To Die Completely)
By Shane
Wasted time is the feeling, That I know all to well When I wake up Just to fall asleep, again Tight inside my head, A grip a fist of rage A bitter blow of reality So I bury my pride I live like a nothing And I’ll die completely Whispers in the wind Are my only friends In my last days I’ll see what I wondered why I’ll see my suicide In my last days Freedom of the mind Embodiment confined To expire on one’s own Ready me lord, I’ll die alone I never cried like for my mother So I’ll die completely I never looked for another A soul to complete me I felt this before and no doubt again In my last breath, My final stretch I wave to myself, I’ll say to myself You’ll lived like a nothing and you’ll die completely A soul imprisoned, My feelings like a game In a life I want to cheat, A false light I like to shine In the face of everyone I meet I felt before, I feel again My last regret, is a promise kept To live my life and be denied I live so sad, just like suicide Written March 27th, 2002 © on Mar 27 2002 07:53 AM PST 10 • 0
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