No Such Thing as a True Suicide
By: L.B. Carter
(November 15, 2005)
I saw you crying,
looking over my casket.
I saw you kneel
in the church and pray.
I told you not to
put me in a fucking box,
and did your god
answer yet, anyway?
I spent my life
constantly contemplating
whats waiting for us
once we leave this human circus.
I guess I got
tired of waiting.
I guess I got
a bit too curious.
You cry
yourself to sleep,
and you punch the walls
screaming, Shes gone! Shes gone!
Im in the room
as you heave and weep,
but you refuse to see
my life isnt really done.
I now know
the answers I sought out.
I now know
how silly it all had been.
I took my life
to see what deaths all about.
I took my life,
to return again.
Copyright2005 L.B. Carter
By: L.B. Carter
(November 15, 2005)
I saw you crying,
looking over my casket.
I saw you kneel
in the church and pray.
I told you not to
put me in a fucking box,
and did your god
answer yet, anyway?
I spent my life
constantly contemplating
whats waiting for us
once we leave this human circus.
I guess I got
tired of waiting.
I guess I got
a bit too curious.
You cry
yourself to sleep,
and you punch the walls
screaming, Shes gone! Shes gone!
Im in the room
as you heave and weep,
but you refuse to see
my life isnt really done.
I now know
the answers I sought out.
I now know
how silly it all had been.
I took my life
to see what deaths all about.
I took my life,
to return again.
Copyright2005 L.B. Carter