My last day

Seen how it started and I’ve charted how it will

end

Thought I was strong enough but I got broke and did not bend.

When the day comes will I feel dumb and be full of regret

It’s a constant game that’s driving me insane everydays Russian roulette.

They say people will miss me some will be pissed at me calling me greedy

But they don’t feel the pain only the peace trust me I know my daughter needs me.

I would have left 4 years ago if I didn’t know I was having child

Been on my mind for quite some time smiling while dying always feels wild.

My mind is on a decline and I must find the potion to peace

It’s not meds but instead a guns chamber about to be released.

In the beginning life seemed right was a solid wide piece of rope

But string after string the pain starts to sting an I lose all hope

My candle can’t handle the cold an one day it will dim

Just know I love you all and pray in life you always win.

My eyes open as I was hoping they would forever be sealed

I’d rather die then stay alive an witness the evil be revealed.

Pull the trigger or tie the noose

Put the safety on or make it loose

The choices of the voices who scream wisdom in our ears

Feed you madness or sadness that eventually creates a fear.

Walking on eggs shells and I fell it turned out to be glass

It’s easy to break a person whose heart has already been cracked.

Good with my words just not with my voice

Speaking is a privilege but I never had a choice.

I’m just a misused mentally abused mute

Tossed in the trash like some rotten fruit.

When my last day arrives I hope I don’t survive an I go peacefully

No pain just peace and my heart beat stops very easily.