It's excruciating
Knowing no matter how many times
I plan it out
It's the execution I lack
Courage and stupidity
A blend of bravery
Hints of selfish
So many ways
Yet none scare me
Unlike the aftermath
The act that follows
Will it be sweeter
Or booed
As shouts for my encore raise
Before I step off the stage indefinitely
I'm in no hurry
Yet I don't fight the idea
I find comfort in it's presence
Trying to reach around
A corner that grows longer
I didn't choose to make it this far
I'd rather my next step be my last
Feel air leave my lungs
Watch light fade from my eyes
Yet something is missing
A mission I must fulfill
To gain entry to another life
So I'll play this game of cat and mouse
Till the mouse eats the cat
Finishing off the last of my nine lives