(Psalm 34:17-19, 1 Peter 5: 7)
Death is stalking me
Captivating
Suffocating
Death is taunting me
Wrap the noose around my neck
Death is tormenting me
Load the chamber
Pull the trigger
Death is mocking me
I don't want to die
I can't control my own thoughts
Feelings of desperation
Feelings I can not ignore
I need some kind of cure
Cure me from these horrid visions
Cure me from these wretched thoughts
I need your strength
To lift my spirit
Save me from myself
Brain splattered matter
Dead in a pool of blood
Brain splattered matter
Razor blades next to my corpse
Brain splattered matter
Lungs filled up with h2o
Brain splattered matter
The triggers pulled
The head explodes
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