Flatlined
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Another night awake,
Contemplating suicide,
All the wrongs I’ve done I can unmake,
I can no longer run and hide,
The demons are calling me,
“Just one more day,”
Success in life I can not guarantee,
Will I just fade away?
Demon, get out of my head,
These thoughts aren’t mine,
But every day I wake in dread,
In a prison of my own design,
God, save me from myself,
I’m begging you,
Satan has possessed me for himself,
I’m telling you true,
Another day in life,
Which way will I go?
The whole day spent in strife,
Suicide, as an escape, starts to show,
Of course again I pick the wrong road,
I ruin my life even more,
It seems like a curse on me bestowed,
That shakes me to the core,
Why is my life so bad?
What have I done?
In disappointment I am clad,
I stare at the gun,
I grab it and aim at my chest,
“With life I am done,
I am sick of being depressed,
I have no fear in death,”
But I pull it away,
And I take a deep breath,
“No, not today,”
Another night spent in pain,
I lay awake in bed,
How can I keep up this feign,
That everything’s fine in my head?
How much heavier is the shame?
I’ll have to choose,
To escape life’s game,
Where I only lose,
I’ve tried so hard to love,
And they did not love back,
My feelings aside they shove,
And now, the demons attack,
I am done with living,
I’ve made up my mind,
I’m tired of falsely forgiving,
I’m done with mankind,
I take the gun in my hand,
And aim it at my head,
I hope they will understand,
When I am dead,
The trigger I finger,
As I sit and think,
On my choice I will not linger,
I tell myself not to blink,
I hear the gun explode,
And peace I finally find,
I have finally ended life’s road,
As I go flatlined.
