III. Morbid Musings
I wonder what it'd be like if I just stopped breathing
If I bled all my blood, if my heart just stopped beating
I wonder if it's painful to put a bullet through my brain
Or if I'd feel anything being run over by a train
Would it be nice to die in my sleep?
If I took all those pills and passed away in my dreams?
Is it selfish of me to not want to exist?
To wonder these things in a numb state of bliss?
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