Saturday, August 29, 2015

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I wanna die
I wanna die and leave all this bullshit behind
I wanna die and fall into decay
Then perhaps there’ll be nothing left to say
I wanna perish in the violent winds of this reality
I want it to be done quickly..to be instantly
With nothing to be mentioned nor to be memorized of me
Cast into the void or a part of the oblivion I wish to be

I wanna die
Perhaps that’s my only way to be free
Released I’d be from the misery they brought on me
And emancipated from my stupid guilt and vanity
I wanna die
Can somebody help me?
Death, will you ever make me free?
                                                    Could you really be that trustworthy?


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