It beckons me, drawing me to it's safety.

I can't be hurt here, nor can I hurt you.

I live in this world disconsolately.

If I go, I will brighten the worlds hue.

I live in this world, just causing pain.

If I go with Death, problems are solved.

The Earth will be cleansed, as if it just rained.

It started out small, but quickly evolved.

Now, how do I join Death? What should I do?

Maybe take too many meds. That just might work.

I'll drift off dreaming, and thinking of you.

Oh, how I love you. But I've been a jerk.

Why did this happen? Why's it come to this?

Maybe you can give me a goodbye kiss...