This ravenous infection will
Ultimately one day kill
My heart's desire to one day cheer
And wipe away your happy tear

But this pain is just to great
I must not live, 't is not my fate
A stabbing, ripping from my gut
Anything to escape this scornful rut

I thought I'd last when daughter came
But oh how now I feel just the same
Why must your grasp be so damn true?
Once I'm dead, I'll applaud for you

My throat is scratchy, my heart bare
My eyes are bags that only stare
My limbs are limp, my back is lame
My soul feels nothing but shame

Suicide
Suicide
Suicide


I want to finally kill myself