I tried to kill myself today, but death didn’t want me any way.
I asked if I could stay for a while, he said its not your place with a smile.
As the tears rolled down my face I cried I just need some space. But he was gone without a trace and now I must linger in this place.
How cruel it is to be rejected by death and his scythe.
There is a man, clad in black
Who follows me around
Wherever I go
He is feared by many
But not by me—not usually
He used to follow me from a distance
Teasing me, staying just out of sight
But now, whenever I turn my head
I see him looking over my shoulder
Always there, a silent companion,
A guardian, I pray
My dear silent companion
Bold and unafraid
I cannot seem to shake him
No matter where I hide or turn
But I want him to stay;
Without him I’m afraid
I hate him when I lie awake
And he wiggles […]
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