A Dream Of Suicide

There is comfort in the darkness, a shield in disguise,
The dream of death seems like a way out if you read between the lines.
No more pain, no more tears, no more suffering,
A way out from all the craziness and crying.
An easy way out, a shortcut to the end,
It just takes a couple of minutes; it's just around the bend.
To some it may hurt them, to others it may please,
Has the solution I picked put my mind at ease?
I guess I will never know unless it is done,
The thrill of experience maybe fun.
Maybe death is the biggest thrill of all that's why they save t until the end,
But for others, maybe it is grief that I send.
The ice is warm, the fire is cold,
I wonder if I will cope long enough to grow old.
The fire is cold, the ice is warm,
It's coming to the final battle of light and darkness, which will be torn?