The fluorescent street lights

Weren’t the only thing keeping me awake at night

There were the thoughts

A bunch coming in, lots

The blade going through his neck

The guilt I carry is a reck

I want to be free, take this weight of my back

To take my thoughts and leave it on a rack

But I wasn’t ready to go through the consequence

The pay back of life, to confess

I’ve done it before

Just not it rotting me to the core

I will be ruined

The thought flew in

Once again

Feeling of adrenaline

His head being smashed by the bat

Scared, filled with terror just as a rat

I can’t confess

But I can’t live a life that’s so dense

Is it time for me to die?

For the nights to disappear and say goodbye?

To receive the karma

To end the drama

To flee

To be

Now I’m in a room that’s all white

Now my death was as close as a kid losing his kite

I get pulled out of the room

The last thing I see in it was a broom

Now the deal was here

The end of my years

But I put on a smile

A smile of my life of denial

And slash

The end of the painful rash.