Monday, August 16, 2010

Social Suicide

Woke up this morning
Decision made
I’ve slept on it, now
Just pull the trigger and walk away

Made arrangements
Destined to the next of kin
- Pull the plug now
It will quickly sink in

Staring at the cold hard corpse
It reveals a white canvas to me
And I’m still waiting for
Your response

Open up my history for all to see
- How I’ve changed
Just moments before

The taste of freedom is a bitter one
Wonder if I’m really all alone…
Is it all really gone?

The phone rings and
Allas, human voice –
It still speaks!

Relieved from my misery
I keep on living…
Back in touch – human
I believe.

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