It’s good to see you too
In all your glory,
The insults and put-downs
Flowing from your tongue.
Your poison is tolerable
Because my blood is toxic
So, the jokes on you,
It’s good to see you too.

You can't rush inspiration,
Unless I'm inspired by you
To lose you I't be an ablation
So I'll never say "adieu".

And if you leave before your day
And depart from the world too young
I'll disperse your pieces in the bay
And in the name of love be hung.

I guess everyone was right about me.
It’s obvious they all knew.
In days I find it hard to be happy,
And I don’t know what to do.
I look to the sky for answers
In response, just dull silence.
Every day my life of cancer,
Brings back days of old opulence.

I guess everyone was right about me.
And now I’m feeling blue.
I desire a simplistic existence to lead,
That life cannot renew.
In time, I’m sure it will be better
But never wholly great.
Owing the great debtor,
Makes life hereafter a mistake.

I guess everyone was right about me.
So now I’ll fade to black
A favor to the world for free,
As I hear the hammer clack
The primer hits the powder,
The powder hits the lead,
The lead flies out the chamber
And careens into my head.
The worlds at peace and I’m asleep
As I drift into the end of me.