Why live?

by JD Irby   Jul 7, 2008


The day comes to a close
the sun is setting
my eyes begin to turn cold.
tonight i am betting

I bet a wager,
a wager of life
to kill myself
or just live with deny

should i rupture
that which i hold dear
or should i sweeney myself
in a blink of an eye?

a slit
a cut
a spit
a miss

i'm betting i won't do a thing
i wager you nothing
for no one is listening

To die a hero
that is an honor
to die a child
thats a mild horror

To end you life shortly
to give up and die
they consider that a coward
I consider it homicide

Live your life
and live it well
i ruined everything we held dear
my soul will rot in hell

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