Writing helps me release somethings..

I’m running because I finally see the light at the end of the tunnel

But when I reach the end of the tunnel it’s just another puzzle.

And that’s when I understand there’s only one way to end this struggle.

And the pain and the sorrows I can no longer juggle.

And now my body’s empty and lifeless I can no longer move a muscle.

And a 6 foot hole for me they are digging with a shovel.

And people are wondering why me I always met life with a chuckle.

Will I miss some people in this life, yeah maybe a couple.