Sometimes I think that this life isn’t worth living
And then I see your face
And my opinion changes
Because in that instant
It becomes clear
That I KNOW that this life isn’t worth living

I took all your agony
And put them in me
Crawled upon the hill and towards the flaming horizons
With the boulders on my back
The boulder that would bring burning tears to my eyes
And make the lump in the throat form
That would take the edges and playfully stab at my heart
Red sores on my heart resembling the ones you left on my neck
And my heart became drained of all ecstasy
Cold I was left
Nothing but a shrinking core inside a tired body

It was too much to ask
For you to return the favor
Take some of my pain to hold for your own
A priceless bit of me
That you sold for a few beers

And I’ll let this blade lick my arm
In it’s devilish red
And let my life flow through this hole in my wrist
I’m sorry if I stain the sheets
But just so you know, I’ll keep the blade in my hand
So the people won’t think you killed me

And as the world becomes a haze
I’ll move onto the next phase
My phase of happiness and such
Because I don’t have to wake up to you anymore
I don’t have to wake up at all
And I’m freer than ever

 
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