Suicidal Tendency

Light lands, of opportunity
Simple demands, of continuity
Driving us forward, over lasting seas
Hoping to find, everything we need.

Grateful pressure.
Sincere gesture.
Love of one
And hateful gun
Kissed my heart
Blew it apart

Lost everything, to ingenuity
Killed my mind, no mentality
All is lost
My deed held dreaded cost
Lifeless and soulless,
Godless, and remorseless

I am dead
I am dead

Suicidal tendencies
Dreadful discrepancies
Why did none care?
No one was there.
As time dropped slowly away
While the gun fell with life’s facade

Smoking existence

I am dead

Reaper romance

I am dead

Forgive my Trance

For I am dead