Remember your choice.
I can hear your voice still.
You had your fill of those little reminders.
Ther's only bills and sleeping pills.
What if they're right?
Note to self: This isn't living.
This is merely existing.
Breathe, c'mon, breathe, just breathe.
"It'll all be better soon,"
You say as you cross the room
To pull up the shade.
Please don't.
Please don't for my sake.
My early morning eyes
Just can't take the light right now.
Just can't take life right now.
So turn out the light.
Just close the lid and seal me in.
I"ll sleep for days and days on end.
Leave me lie here in this coffin.
I'll breathe only half as often.
Turn out the light.
This isn't living.
This is merely existing.