Death, Just A New Adventure

Your layered sins seem to hold you back,

Yet you tempt me to end it still-

End it all in fact.

You may aid me if your aim is sure.

Though, the only medicine is you.

You're the cure.


Yes, I might be lost.

But find me.

And hide me.

Why wait?


So, the pain can seep into the bone?

You say--

Gush, blush, convulse and choke some more.


Yes, I could be low.

But, why maim?

Just sustain.

Lost my faith.

Yes, I could be lone.


Why weigh on?



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