There were three men

I was surrounded, trapped in bed

Where I lay to die


Let me be lost

Two said to their boss

There is no place in heaven for her

She never believed in any god


Be trapped in burning flames

For eternity

And pass through these last moments

In regret


Pay for your sins

Don't let it go as it is

Let God in

Stop these sins


On my dying breath

They tried to make use of my distress

I won't beg forgiveness for a life well led

I know I was good, so let me rest

I am ready for the end

Eternity is now my time to
Rest

I lost him in a bottle of Mucinex
And a flood of serotonin
I lost him between the ‘D’ and ‘M’
And a flood of serotonin

Convulsions, fever, hallucinations
It was just because of serotonin
Overloading his system, forging images
That then began to own him

But then the questions late at night
Why did he choose to end his life?
Was it a choice, did he think of us?
It’s all because of serotonin

I can’t stomach the thought of him lying
At my age in a hospital bed
Because the world was too dark
That grandfather ghosts must stand above him and make a choice
All because of serotonin

And how did he—No!
I can’t go there
I can’t, I don’t want to know!
And in the end, all that’s important, was it was all serotonin

I lost him eight hundred miles away
Without a chance to hold on, not for a moment
I lost him at the Golden Gate
Because of ******* serotonin