Sometimes death seems easier than here.
Maybe then the maybe's will quit.
Maybe then the voices will hush,
and maybe I can write this **** down.
Sometimes death seems easier than cheer.
Any day now the volume will drop.
Any day now the clocks will rewind,
and any day now I will finish a thought.
Sometimes death seems easier than fear.
Sleep might come and ease this pain.
Sleep might come and kiss me soft,
and sleep might come, shower words like rain.
Sometimes death seems easier.