Hey guys!! So last time we had our friend Marina share her story, this time a good friend of ours heard about what we do and he decided to write a poem about it so that we could post it on here, special thanks to our friend Daniel for doing this! I hope you guys like it.
If I drank this one last bottle
If I had this one last pill
If all I have was turned to darkness
Would I have my fill?
Would death itself
Finally bring joy
Would I have peace
When all is void
With death I joke
And hell I toy
And I long to wake up dead
I search for love
And I long for grace
But all good has become
a no name face
I beg of the wise
To help me trace
What happened to my head
They look me in the eyes
And say many tried
To master life's sin
And yet they still died
So I go home and contemplate
Sticking my mind
With buckets full of lead
Many try to comfort me
With the demigod they call Christ
They say He's my savior
And will make all things right
Tears stream down my face
how did I even get here?
Is it my anger, sadness
Hate or fear?
All I can think
Is I hate my life
All I can see
Is the blade of this knife
I want it to be over
I don't care if its a sin
The end of my life
Is about to begin
I see the noose
I rise and stand
To lose this fight
Is to be damned
Along with that here's a song we would like to dedicate to you guys
If I drank this one last bottle
If I had this one last pill
If all I have was turned to darkness
Would I have my fill?
Would death itself
Finally bring joy
Would I have peace
When all is void
With death I joke
And hell I toy
And I long to wake up dead
I search for love
And I long for grace
But all good has become
a no name face
I beg of the wise
To help me trace
What happened to my head
They look me in the eyes
And say many tried
To master life's sin
And yet they still died
So I go home and contemplate
Sticking my mind
With buckets full of lead
Many try to comfort me
With the demigod they call Christ
They say He's my savior
And will make all things right
Tears stream down my face
how did I even get here?
Is it my anger, sadness
Hate or fear?
All I can think
Is I hate my life
All I can see
Is the blade of this knife
I want it to be over
I don't care if its a sin
The end of my life
Is about to begin
I see the noose
I rise and stand
To lose this fight
Is to be damned
Along with that here's a song we would like to dedicate to you guys