Per my request, as the sun dipped low, my ashes were spread to and fro.
The music played, children twirled, as memories flowed of my place in this world.
It was time to move on, everyone knew, I battered myself black and blue
I feigned many smiles, like everyone tries, but I grew tired of a life of lies
So I grabbed a bottle, benzos I believe, swallowed them all with a sigh of relief.
Judge me if you'd like, I'm sure you will, but life had lost the luster and thrill.
That's not my concern, you see I'm dead, death is for the living to fear and dread.