The Funeral

To my family who tried to be there
It was my choice to rot and disappear
In a casket i will lay
It was my decision not to stay

No one had an effect on this
never to endure pure bliss
life full of hated misery
walking through the world like debris

cant help it i miss the hugs
now i get embraced by the toxic drugs
giving me the feeling of euphoria
sucking down smoke from the hookah

recreating the beauty that was
people look at my gravestone and pause
they can't believe I'm having a funeral
but they just don't understand how life's been so cruel