You know death is there when you finally shoot the gun,
You think angels are singing,
and you see the light shining bright
down on your memorial doay,
two days away.
But then you feel the blood streaming down your face,
You feel cold on the night,everything was alright,
But you dont wanna put up with life anymore.
People say theres always another open door.
To walk through when you need it the most.
But you can walk through doors when you are a ghost.
Whats the point in breathing when you dont breath for a point?
Everybodys screaming what the hell is going on?
I still have one question.
Is this really what death feels like,
Am I going to be alright?
Why Am I laying in the bed,
Feeling all of this horrible dread?
You dont have answers neither do I.
Your not a genious nor am I,
But I know for a fact
Im dying tonight.
Author notes
Okay...It's not completely finished(if you can't tell) But I'm still working on it...But tell me what you think please!
)*(Amaya)*)
