Craving to die since I became alive.
Pain, hunger, and discomfort steadily
haunt me. The future seems to hold no
relief and is bleak every week.
I have dreams of a long painless sleep
that after I die will deliver me to heaven’s
gate and they say things will be better on
the other side.
I watch others that enjoy being alive and I try
and try, but can’t find a good reason to stay
alive and not to die when living on the other
side will be so much better than living here.
I believe there’s some good in everyone and that
my wife will be faithful until she dies. I choose
to survive by medicating myself with booze,
drugs, and lies
Many years go by and I’m still alive, even though I
know I deceive myself until things change. It’s plain
that neurons in my brain have evolved, so I perceive
how lucky I am to have had my life begin on the downside.
Unlike others I know whose glory days are in the
past and now regret that’s where they must go to
relive what they had because what they see
is all downhill from where they’ve been.
For me the past is a place I don’t like to revel in.
Life has got what it takes for me to want to stay alive
until I die, because every day that I wake and every
year that I live is getting better than those that came before