Pain's Abuse

It's me, the unworthy beggar
I'm just breezing through
Thought I'd tell my secret
Of what I'm about to do

Seems three attempts wasn't enough
And I'll be pushing it to four
Because I hate this place
And I don't want to be here anymore

So consider this a warning
An almost impossible goodbye
A blissful talentless poem
That states, "I wish to die"

How meaningless it all seems
But when your life is on the line
All you think about is regrets
As the clock runs out of time

You close your eyes and wonder
If tomorrow you'll awake
And if you don't, you know
That it was a failed, and brutal mistake

Suicide seems so outraged
But, in truth, it defines peace
A way to ease the pain
And finally make it cease

The concept seems quite bitter
But it's never out of grasp
So I fill this cup with wine
And gently tip the glass

I'll make a toast to death
And embrace the darkened way
My candle burnt out slowly
But it finally faded away

So within these entombed walls
Is where my eyes see their last sight
Where my body trembles last
And I engulf my one last night

And as this glass falls from my hand
And the left over wine runs loose
They'll all know this story
And how I died from pain's abuse.