As I sit here in the dark
And pollute my lungs,
I think about my life.
I wonder if my life
Is a life
Worth living.
Day in and day out,
I'm dying.
Every second.
Its hard to breathe.
I'm dizzy and lost
In this cold, dark world.
Another pill to stop the pain
Another cigarette to clear my head
Another drink to make me sleep
I just want to disappear.
But I've already done that.
I'm alone.
I like it that way.
But  I still wonder..
A handful of pills,
A bullet to the head,
A slice to the wrist...
It would only take a second.
Easy enough..
...
But I won't. I'll wait.
I'll figure this out.
...
Someday.