A SUICIDAL PRAYER
As I lay me down to bleed
I pray the Lord to see my creed
I lie among my crimson sheets
And pray the dreams will come
And pray the dreams will come
Dreams of drowning in my blood
Hearing my heart drum
Slower and slower till it's done
Dreams of slipping in a noose
Watch my face change, hear the tear
Hear the gasp and see the stare
Deathless eyes just glare
Dreams of a long-awaited gun
See how you squirm, so much fun
Shoot to kill not to stun
You survive and then you run
Dreams of suicide, dreams of fear
I pray the dreams will come
I pray the dreams will come
To play out in my dream state
These things I can't incorporate
The crimson sheets will have to wait
For if I die while awake
I pray the Lord my dreams to take