Now I lay me down to death
I pray to the Lord as I take my last breath
I will die before I awake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
All this pain
and nothing to gain
All this hurt
when i was just kick around like dirt
No one will care
they'll just sit and stare
No one will shead a tear
because i'll no longer be near
They will move on with life
as I take my own with this knife
The blood runs down
and I dont make a sound
The world gets blurry
and as it begins to get swirly
I take my last breath in time
Remembering how I lost everything at the dropp of a dime
Jessi Trousdale
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem