Thursday, August 27, 2009

Quitter - 3/22/04

I don't have the knowledge how,
Or I'd just end this life now,
And blow myself to fucken hell,
You can have this empty shell.
I'll forever go unknown by man,
As a quitter with gun in hand.
But I was told to keep trying,
Even if living is worth dying.
I can load the gun by myself,
If you'll lend me some help.
Steal this pain I call a life.
Turn all my wrong doings right.
Toss me in the deepest oceans,
I'll be the lamb to your sins.
Drown me and leave me to decay,
In memories I will never stay.
You won't let me cut my wrists,
No matter how much I hate this.
My death is acceptable to all,
If someone else takes the fall.
This is an evil fucking world,
Take it and show me your Lord.
You can kill me albeit bitter,
And show that I'm not a quitter.

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