The Note

A Poem by mr.cool.as.ice

I always wondered when I die will I make it into heaven
I’ve been breaking the Ten Commandments since the age of seven
No one gave two f***s about the skinny quiet one
F**k it I know where I’m going when I die
Dreams and nightmares I have never lie
This life isn’t working, sorry at least I tried
I can’t believe I’m having these thoughts on my mind
Patron in the left hand, in my right is my nine
My wife once said she hates me
I did my best, I hope no one misses me
Even the strongest of the strong have their limits
I’ve been holding on trying to maintain
After these strange thoughts I’ll never be the same
My mind is feeling like a puzzle
Trying to hold everything together is a struggle
My whole life has felt like a f*****g curse
Going to Hell couldn’t possibly be worst
Than living here on this earth
I’m sorry I couldn’t be a better person
That people wanted me to be
You know what screw it
It’s time to end it here G