If they only knew how I felt.
segregated so high up on this shelf

Don’t want to give any clues,
how close I am to seeing my end thru

As dark as I write,
just want to close my eyes,
say goodbye to this life.

Nowadays feeling nothing but strife,
Frantically searching for memories of a simpler time

All those Memories so far back.
all I can recall is pain,
here comes the panic attack.

If I only knew your plan which has been seen thru,
back then so blind.
I had absolutely no inclination or even the slightest clue.

So now here I am all alone once again,
missing so much my sweet little kids.

Such intrusive thoughts.
the ones of tying a hangman’s knot
Sliding the bucket and performing a perfect airwalk

If you only knew how close this is
You’d pick up the phone
call and pretend we’re still friends

You’d tell me to not.
then I’d say guess what.
Then silence, as the rope becomes taut.

This is not a cry for help, or any kind of plea
And It’s not what is, but yet will be,
from misery I’ll be set free

When that day comes,
my family and few friends too
will all gather asking “Who Knew”
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