Just got robbed another time,
And I
Wish it was something as simple,
As someone taking my bike.
But life throws me
for a loop
I'm a f-ck up
And I'd like to just
for once, die
I'm a train-wreck
About to lose it
Near platform five
and Self-Pity Avenue
Someone get on the phone,
And tell them what I've done,
Because only others can
tell my story
Take out all the fun,
and leave me staring at
the sun.
I'm a f-ck up,
I know **** well
What I've done.
I'm not dead and
gone.
Roll the cameras,
3, 2, 1
Fade to white
Pan to the right,
And now I'm in sight
Read the paper today
And
The report says
I'm a wreck
What's new, today?
Interrogated again,
They asked me some
questions and took
some photographs
Long story short,
i was truly f-cked.
Looking almost gaunt,
I'm looking around,
And everyone's looking at me
(Am I alright?)
It seems they
Better call the doc
Because they just captured
The day I almost went dark.
Believe me when I say this,
I've seen better days,
and this isn't it.
Not by a long-shot.
And so, I end up
flipping through
the pages and I
See the reckless
Behaviors and antics
The hospital stays,
Complete and total
havoc
I'm tired of it all,
and it's all
So f-ckin' tragic.
Used to be up at 4 a.m.
Kept myself going
Hyped up on hard drugs
And ramped up in overdrive.
Not even wanting to quit.
Now I'm up at night,
****** one habit to the next
And all I do is cry.
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
And sometimes, I just want to die
But today,
Just for you
I'd like to, for once
Stay alive, not give up,
and try, honestly
Aug 17, 2023
Aug 17, 2023 at 6:26 AM UTC
Just got robbed another time,
And I
Wish it was something as simple,
As someone taking my bike.
But life throws me
for a loop
I'm a f-ck up
And I'd like to just
for once, die
I'm a train-wreck
About to lose it
Near platform five
and Self-Pity Avenue
Someone get on the phone,
And tell them what I've done,
Because only others can
tell my story
Take out all the fun,
and leave me staring at
the sun.
I'm a f-ck up,
I know **** well
What I've done.
I'm not dead and
gone.
Roll the cameras,
3, 2, 1
Fade to white
Pan to the right,
And now I'm in sight
Read the paper today
And
The report says
I'm a wreck
What's new, today?
Interrogated again,
They asked me some
questions and took
some photographs
Long story short,
i was truly f-cked.
Looking almost gaunt,
I'm looking around,
And everyone's looking at me
(Am I alright?)
It seems they
Better call the doc
Because they just captured
The day I almost went dark.
Believe me when I say this,
I've seen better days,
and this isn't it.
Not by a long-shot.
And so, I end up
flipping through
the pages and I
See the reckless
Behaviors and antics
The hospital stays,
Complete and total
havoc
I'm tired of it all,
and it's all
So f-ckin' tragic.
Used to be up at 4 a.m.
Kept myself going
Hyped up on hard drugs
And ramped up in overdrive.
Not even wanting to quit.
Now I'm up at night,
****** one habit to the next
And all I do is cry.
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
And sometimes, I just want to die
But today,
Just for you
I'd like to, for once
Stay alive, not give up,
and try, honestly
If you or a loved one are feeling suicidal, please reach out. This poem talks about dying in the metaphorical sense. Reach out, be a friend, and help those in need.
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