Its been many days since i've picked up my pen
Words just calling, reaching for zen
as my foe keeps fighting with strife
i lay down my sword, and end my own life
world of blackness calling my name
i keep looking back, but it's never the same
mixing emotions i hide my face
in place of my heart there's a black hole in space
questions unanswered, never again
well this is it, its fin, the end |
Submission Name: Metaphoric Suicide
