how cliché is that to say
I didn't want to go out that way
still that's the way I went out
all I remember was my heart racing
but it wasn't ready to cross the finish line
so I knew that I would be fine
it was the events that were to follow
that made what I did hard to swallow
I left behind a life
sure it didn't seem like much of a life
but nonetheless it was mine
and at the time it was all I knew
which meant it was time for something new
but that didn't stop the pain in my chest
the lack of rest
nor the shortness of breath
it felt like I was being recruited by death
but I've already seen how death looks
and if looks could kill
death wouldn't need to use a little white pill
I would've been gone in the blink of an eye
that's why I'm no longer scared to sleep at night
because darkness is where I see the most light
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