Everyday I wake up with the storm in my chest
No, you don't know nor understand
I am okay or somehow I look okay
My mind is clear,
My heart in turmoil
The knife in my hands ready to stab my heart out
I am exhausted, yet I want to ****
End not your life but mine.

I am ambitious
Sinner for her ambition
Deserves nothing but a life sentence
Behold, the disappearance of my presence

Eyes are watching.... judging...
Do I deserve their piercing gazes?
Probably.
I've let down the people in my life,
The ones that really matters

Now, I am surrounded of booming laughter
Thy name, hold up to shame
Ridiculed for trying to achieve a star so far
I should have known that it's impossible to fly.

This suicidal note is not for you
It is for me, for I need to calm my nerves
For I am holding the knife that is ready to rip my heart.

When life Ends;
It comes Along;
He and his Friends;
Waited for so Long;
~
The end is Near;
In the Night;
Feel the Fear;
Try to Fight;
~
He’s Here;
There's no Escape;
And you're Mere;
Just an Ape;
~
He is Nature;
Honorably Unstoppable;
And to Capture;
You're not Knowledgeable;
~
Life isn't Fair;
You'll Lose;
And in Despair;
We shall Choose;

~

He's Sneaky;
Death's Calm ;
Also Tricky;
On his Palm;
~
Just Surrender;
Do not Taunt;
With no Gender;
It will Haunt;
~
What have you Done?;
It passed By;
You had just One;
Oh My...
~
You won't Rest;
Death's Endless;
In this Nest;
Of Greatness;
~
For the Reaper;
You'll Fall;
Be a Sleeper;
That's all.

the clown in the picture turns his head
and glares
crows gather in the corner
and wait patiently
ghost of all demons
snaps his neck
one final breath
escapes
clown blinks
crows fly
shadow fades
siren screams from a distance
and ever so slowly
finds it's way

having pronounced
he exits shaking
at what he had seen
in those dead eyes

When the grim reaper came to town,
All dressed in black
Because he doesn't like brown
By the time he was ready to say
"Goodbye and so long until next time"
He left many wearing a frown
Legend says, millions upon millions
By day and by night
He slung over his shoulder
and carried away
He came collecting his dues
Those dues which many didn't want to pay
The time period was 1918
When he came drinking a fifth
and wielding a scythe
Carrying away millions upon millions
and their young babies, too
When the show was finally over
The grim reaper took a bow
and introduced himself as "The Flu!"