life is hard but death is easy
death is pleasing and life is greasy
life eats you up and leave you for dead completely
atleast when im dead i just lay there peacefully
on my death bed away from danger sleeping
relaxing from all harm and the way the life treated me
no mare pain no more feelings
no more danger no more beatings
sometimes i can really hear my heart screaming
save me from life by death free me free me
i already know how i want to go
i dont even think i want to grow old
i can die bye a bullet from a AK or a 44.
will life take me to age 30 or will i die before
i have a wife and kids i sure hope so
because i dont want to leave no one behind crying over my sholders
die by myself like a soldier
like a gangster 7'4 till the world blow over
life cant taunt me no more because its over
my body lay in my casket closed up
getting colder and colder decaying slower and slower
but no matter the roads of
my life i put in a good fight but may my soul rest with Jahova
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is so deep, but was the gun part really need. hey let's die by natural causes