It Was A Good Day To Die

BACK

It was me against the world.

I don’t really know why.

My head was caving in.

It was a good day to die.

Back-stabbers and liars filled my life.

I just had to get to get away.

There was only one solution I could see.

It had to be done that day.

It was not the first time I had thought about it.

The idea did not scare me.

It didn’t bother me to cut the ties.

It was the way things had to be.

There was no going back this time.

I could go on no longer.

The time was right, the time was now.

“What’s to live for?”

My mind would ponder.

And now, it was time for me to have my fun.

Ready to go do the things I’ve always wanted to do.

To play, and rebel, and have fun.

Before my life turned blue.

Now the day was coming to an end.

Time for me to choose my place.

Preparing for it all to come crashing in.

Time to catch my flight to outer space.

I found my place.

It was way up high.

As I stepped onto the ledge,

I let out a sigh.

The world seemed so big from up there.

The wind was blowing in my face.

Orange-red twilight glimmered in the sky.

Soon I would be in another place.

Standing on the edge,

Please do not cry.

I spread my wings,

And began to fly.

Falling, falling, falling down.

My life began to flash in front of my eyes.

I smiled to myself.

Laughing at those whom I despise.

The world got smaller,

And then to my surprise,

A rainbow appeared in the sky,

And stretched itself across my eyes.

At that time I was feeling,

The best of best.

Knowing that soon,

I would go into eternal rest.

Bright lights flashed in my eyes.

My arms swam freely in the air.

My world was coming to an end

But I did not despair.

Very soon now I would hit.

My life ending like an Autumn leaf on a tree.

As it breaks off and floats,

I am there, too, finally FREE!

There at the end of my rope.

Closing my eyes, feeling a bump.

My once known world, fading to black.

My life like a dead tree, only a stump.

Yes, I have no regrets in this time.

For breaking off the unbearable tie.

Now,

Never worrying, never caring.

It was a good day to die. . .

It was a good day to die . . .