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ChildOfChrist
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I wrote this one night when I was really depressed. I wanted to kill myself, and I probably would have if it hadn't been for my best friend Jess. She told me I was special to her and that she cared about me too much to let me do this.
Death's Call
I'm so confused,
I don't understand.
Who ever said that life was grand?
That's far from the truth,
At least in my case
For everyday feels like a poorly run race.
I hurt my friends,
I cause others pain.
My cruel deeds fall like acid rain.
I want nothing more
Than to make dear Jess smile.
Instead she cries each night
Like a poor orphaned child.
I'm such a waste,
My life is a joke.
But all it would take is a short length of rope...
So to end all this pain,
My friends' and my own,
I'll destroy my own life
And die hanging alone.
That was my plan,
To leave life's cruel game,
But then I heard the most wonderful phrase:
"You mean far too much!
You're special to me"
Now my pain lies behind me
For I've been set free.
Death's Call
I'm so confused,
I don't understand.
Who ever said that life was grand?
That's far from the truth,
At least in my case
For everyday feels like a poorly run race.
I hurt my friends,
I cause others pain.
My cruel deeds fall like acid rain.
I want nothing more
Than to make dear Jess smile.
Instead she cries each night
Like a poor orphaned child.
I'm such a waste,
My life is a joke.
But all it would take is a short length of rope...
So to end all this pain,
My friends' and my own,
I'll destroy my own life
And die hanging alone.
That was my plan,
To leave life's cruel game,
But then I heard the most wonderful phrase:
"You mean far too much!
You're special to me"
Now my pain lies behind me
For I've been set free.