Suicide

Written by: Bryan R. Miller

 

What do you feel?

Do you think that it’s real?

Is it all a delusion?

Formed in confusion?

Or is it a chemical thrill?

 

Chorus:

Suicide, true you tried

Lost your nerve

Threw you a curve

Normal reaction

Dissident faction

What’s life?

What’s truth?

No peace

No use

 

So tired of emptiness

Fool bound in helplessness

Buried deep, unconsciousness

Left to contemplate (verse 1)

Senses Separate (verse 2)

Nothing left but fate (verse 3)

 

What’s on your mind?

Is it too hard to find?

Are you hiding in corners?

Surrounded by mourners?

Or buried alive by time?

 

What do you need?

Would it make you bleed?

Is it all in the deed?

Engraved in the seed?

Or some vague fantasy?

 

*Chorus*

 *Lead*

Are you lost and alone?

To wither and moan

Your life like a stone

A dull steady tone

Or is it all an illusion?

 

When you reach life’s end

Will you find it pretend?

A product of matter

A chip in the platter

Or could there be more?

 

*Chorus*