Before My Death

Come and save me from the world,
Leave no notion where I left.
Here I lay, forever rest.
To be without a voice, a soul,
I had to learn to let things go.
My anger, hatred boiled inside,
Other feelings too much to hide.
I coiled, screaming, on the floor,
Too stubborn to knock on death’s door.
I wracked the Earth,
And choked the airway
That led out of my fantasy.
Just to end all life meant to me.
I steamed, I fumed, I wretched, I howled, and cried,
No longer could it be denied,
I’m tired of directions and the
Remotely cruel subjections.
While I’d like to say, “I’m done”, “I quit”,
I’m too headstrong to even make a twitch.
Then I’d love to say, “I hate you.”
No, nothing could be truer.
If I believed in the afterlife,
I’d pray for you die and burn,
Forever in a cell.
The vibe is full of vixen,
And I know I won’t fare well.
So come and save me from myself,
If I believed in heaven,
Then I might just live in hell.