Loathing: D-Boy's Poem

You think that this is worth it? You think this is a life? The thing that you really need, Johnny C., Is a good old fashioned knife. Put it to your wrist, Watch the crimson flow. Watch as your spirit ascends And looks at your body below. You'll fly beyond this earth, Fly among the stars. Looking upon this world And seeing how much better off you are. In fact, forget the knife, Even better is a gun. You just pull the trigger And your journey has begun. Why do you listen to that bunny? That bug-infested pest? Why do you listen to him? When you know that I know best? You can wash the blood off these walls, But not the ones in your brain.

Ah well, ah well, Die and see if there's a heaven or hell. To bad, so sad, At your life's end is when you'll be glad.

You think that love is real? Believe the lie is true? You still don't understand Nny That I know what's best for you. Eff is a liar, He feeds upon your hate. Destroy his expectations, Flush them all away. Why did you even bother? Why didn't you listen to me? Now all that you have to show Is your skull that now bleeds.

Ah well, ah well, Die and see if there's a heaven or hell. To bad, so sad, At your life's end is when you'll be glad.

Happiness? HAPPINESS? What a bunch of shit! You've seen the horrors which life brings And I'm afraid that's it! You keep listening to that goddamn bunny, And that fucker Eff as well! It seems now Nny That all my plans are going to hell. You skinny motherfucker! You worthless twat! I keep telling you to listen to me, And yet you do not.

Ah well, ah well, Die and see if there's a heaven or hell. To bad, so sad, At your life's end is when you'll be glad.

Oh stop this cruel joke! Oh stop this cruel jest! You keep saying you'll pull the trigger, And, well you know the rest. You're always too tired to do it, Always too afraid, You've made this whole ordeal a living hell And I'll find some way to pay you back in spades. I'm sorry for what I've said, I know that you're distressed. Please, my dear friend, Do what you know is best. GODDAMN YOU JOHNNY C! I ONLY WISHED TO HELP! YET YOU PUT A KNIFE THROUGH MY HEAD HOPING THAT'LL BE MY END! But I'm stronger then you Johnny, Stronger then you know, And as the gun goes off I hope your death is slow.

Ah well, ah well, Die and see if there's a heaven or hell. To bad, so sad, At your life's end is when you'll be glad.

Oh Master! Oh Bliss! My dream is finally true! Oh Master, My Master, I give my life to you! Reclaim me, Reclaim me, Make me yours again! Oh Master, My Master, I am home again! I feel your power, feel your strength, As you draw me in. Oh Master, Oh Master, In the end we win.

Ah well, ah well, You get to see if there's a heaven or hell. To bad, so sad, Your life is finally at an end.