deepundergroundpoetry.com

Failing to Cope

I'm racing down a dirt road, Screaming out your name;
My lungs are running empty, my anger filled with pain;
I have a solution though, I'm going to stop this shit;
I'm so fucking dead inside, I'm so done with it;

I'm feeling so disgusting with the barrel to my chin;
I squeeze the fucking trigger, It feels so free to sin;
I'm getting pretty tired now, I've lost so much blood;
A shot wound through my head, my face is in the mud;

My box lid is closed now, no light around the door;
sealed for eternity child, a nail for every board;
They're bidding me farewell, a safe journey home;
My soul is on it's way now, My head is under stone;