I watch my life fading away as my suicidal thoughts becomes audible
A stranger beneath the stars I sat weary of my existence
How grave is my crime that failure always turns out to be my inevitable end
Am scared
I can’t take it no more
I can hear my head pounding as the ocean rushes down
What a failure have grown to become
Ashamed of my existence I dare not stare at the mirror
Will it all go away when I die ?
Will this pain be gone ?
I’d rather be dead than face these hurts for I’ve ran out of hope
Guess am just His toy that’s why He never answered like Alangbua
In my darkest hours I stand a lone wolf
I just want to be gone from here as I try making it down the stairs
Every step has changed from the time I last walked
It seems a lot harder and not sure I can make it down
I’d love some sun flowers planted on my grave
Would have loved some portraits but can’t stand mama looking at me in the eyes
I miss her already and everyone else
I’d love to wear something different as I rest but I’d go for suit with a bow tie
For I want to look smart as I cross
It hurts knowing I might die now
Must I jump ? Can’t I just go in my sleep ?
Am gonna miss mama and dad’s face drives me mad
If only I didn’t have to do this
Well I’d love some sweet words from the Lady Michelle on my gravestone
With (Pendragon) neatly inscribed
I know people will say I like flashy things and yes I do cause I ought to have lived a great life
I wasn’t lazy
God knows
I worked real hard
I did
So he dares not blame me for doing this
Am going to miss this life
I really wish I’d get to see my family again in my next life.

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