I took the noose, but it was too loose
I picked up the gun but lost track of time and Had to run
I almost dove into the ice but it was left out in the sun
When the darkness illuminated the world of understanding I stared into a valley disturbed by No one

I watched as my light begins to fade
I reached for the knife but fumbled the blade
I know nothing of the pains of agony, all I hear is agonizing sorrow
I've lent out my happiness until there was none left for any to borrow
The curse of impending sorrow
Quoth the raven " there's no tomorrow"

I tell the bird or demon nevertheless all the same this fortune is one that has been unchanged
I'm a prisoner unchained
The only shackles I bear are that of frustration and Ill health
I've become stronger every day only to escape the fate of yesterday into today's living hell
Futuristic homicide
Mass genocide
Or suicide
We all bare the burden of the cross
Inevitably twisted is our choice to remain faithful in an afterlife eternally mortified
What if at the end of this life
You realize it was god that lied

Every day i deny him pleasure of what was being that which was laid down when I died
Why is it Jesus had to commit suicide? Why was God not the one left crucified?



© Christopher j. Jarman