Poem II

[Los]

I think I just might do it this time around,
there's nothing left but loneliness and despair.
The songs are the same,
repeating the hollow memories that rack my brain.
I'm tired of this life,
tired of this joke,
tired of this insanity that I keep hoping will end.
I'm tired of the lies,
tired of the sex,
tired of the things that make us tick.

I think I just might do it this time around,
end the misery and pain.
There is no such thing as a light,
beyond the dark tunnel,
there's only more darkness and despair.
I can't hold on to these beliefs much longer,
not so far as this goes on.
I want to believe that my destiny is here,
that I hadn't wasted twenty one years on nothing but fear.


I think I just might do it this time,
I'm through playing games.
Eternity can wait for me,
I cannot wait for she.