I've already stopped living
and my writing isn't giving
enuff inspiration thru
so i might as well stop it too!
My poems getting too far and in between
cause too much heartache is seen,
endless tears thru the words i write
i can't go on with this plight!
I'll just sit and waste more away
waiting for sweetest day,
when i am gone from earth
cause i have no more worth!
Sweet Will Again Keep
me happy cause i'll sleep,
and never wake up again
soon very soon is when!
You'll be glad when i'm gone
for no more burden will be put upon,
your life to try and be
wasting more time on me!
It was nice while i was here
back when i spread cheer,
but now i've worn out my welcome
and i'm just a has been!
There simply is no more
no reasons by the score,
for me to stick around
hope's lost and can't be found!
SALLY bound for mercy
