I painted my own world red
No Queen needed
To scream as I pleaded
Off with his head

But sorrows unleashed
Pain enter the breach
I swallow the bleach
And vomited blood
The burning sensation
The pain I was facing
Never really added up

So I jumped in the icy river
Rose up to shake and shiver
Quivering lips
How is it death missed
So I had to try again

A bottle of pills
A dull rusty blade
To slit my wrist
Still to my chagrin
My life continued to persist

I recklessly ran barefooted
Across the winter snow
Rushed in and out of traffic
But death still said no

After two weeks of this
I noticed a shift
No one else had died either
Queer as could be
It wasn’t just me
Who hadn’t expired

The next day
My neighbor broke his leg
And passed away
There was twenty more deaths
In merely one breath
And all I could say
Maybe death was back
From a couple weeks holiday
But I was not going to get in her way