GRAND FINALE

A Bus? A truck?

No… too much pain

Would smash me silly

But I’d be slain

A bus would make me a mangled corpse

The driver might be tried in court

Middle of road and get run over

Mercedez Benz or a big Land Rover

It would be great

It would be over

A rope?

Maybe… but not reliable

It easily breaks, and is not viable

It will seem like an execution

A crime or sin in restitution

It would require a closed coffin

Cuz hanging victims are blue often

A razor?

Nice… but too messy

Blood everywhere… red and glossy

A blade, scissors, a big sharp knife

Give me something

Take my life

Some pills?

Depends what I can get

Cuz I don’t wanna have regrets

By taking something that won’t work

I get sick, my tummy will hurt

The window?

Cool… but too romantic

Reminds people that love is Symantec

But falling down would be tragic

And if from high, will work like magic

What about a chamber of gas?

Inhale it in

Exhale my past

Or I could electrocute myself

It is efficient, but hurts as hell

Or maybe I could drink some poison

Fall down the stairs, grab for the curtain

My personal favorite is to burn

Set me ablaze Cuz I have earned

My right to choose the way I end

Choose to rebel or repent

I want to go out in flames

Consumed by fire, orange rain

And it would make to me familiar

My final reign with the superior

No buried body, coffin, or grave

No funeral or grieving at a wake

Don’t trap me again in my own death

Just set me free and spread my ashes

Been caged so long in lonely thrashes

Just spread what of me remained

A medium through which woe and pain

Trickled through to my soul’s domain

Let me fly, let me soar

Let me cross that final door.

ISIS

Tortured By Narcissism

I hate how I’m so attached

I hate the way I feel

I hate how you’re so relaxed

I hate my being so weak

I hate how you’re always going through my mind

And how you’re always in my dreams, almost every night

I hate how much I want you to be there in my life

And how the smallest thought of you makes me feel alive

I wish I could completely, not partially, forget you

Delete everything about you from my clingy memory

I wish I never met or even came near you

Because all you do is fill me with misery

I tried to so hard not to feel this way

Not to have these feelings for you

I fight myself night and day

To keep all this from you

I try so hard to resist your pull

To simply drift away

With your effect my mind is full

Your grip is here to stay

Of wanting you I’m sick and tired

Because it really hurts

Wanting you is grimly dire

My cries will not be heard

I do not want to let you know

Cuz you will think I’m weak

I only am quite fragile

I'm sure you can see!

We both push each other’s buttons

We get on each other’s nerves

We keep tormenting one another

And you believe that’s how I flirt

I know you know deep inside

All the things I feel

But cuz you’re arrogant and full of pride

To you I’ll NEVER kneel

You want a girl who’s so confined

To “massage your god-like fixation”

To worship you and self deny

And drown you in veneration

You need someone to adulate

And put you on a throne

On anything, congratulate

Campaign to get you cloned

There’s absolutely no way in hell

That this chick will be me

I’m quite like you, and you can tell

That’s why you’re always mean

I know for sure you’d rather die

Than tell me how you feel

We may actually be alike

More than we both know

But being alike will only make

Hostility amidst us grow

I hate the way you love yourself

Cuz it leaves no free zone

For the love of anyone else

To reach your heart or soul

I hate the way I still have hope

That someday things might change

I hate the way I don’t give up

I hate the way I care

ISIS