I feel my heart ready to explode,
as I'm carrying this heavy load!
For no one understands,
the pain I am going through.
To give it all up,
is this really what I must do?
My heart racing faster and faster,
preparing for the coming disaster!
Dead air,
it is so hard to breathe.
This world,
I want to leave.
Would I be more noticed,
if I were to die?
As the poet,
as the nice kind of guy?
When I look into the mirror,
my destiny is becoming clearer!
Whether I am to live or die,
wherever that life leads me.
If I am too live this lie,
then let it be.
Here I am with a golden smile,
knowing it's to last for a short while!
If you are there God,
then show yourself unto me.
Or am I to suffer alone,
is this the way it's meant to be?
It's so hard to count the cost,
when all hope seems to be lost!
11/8/97