To Have The Audacity

Please kill me, God

Before I get happy again 

Please kill me, God 

I don’t need a new best friend 

Just someone to hold &

Please kill me, God!

This story’s getting old 

Every two weeks 

Like clockwork 

I feel bad 

I stop work 

I stop loving 

I stop moving 

I even halt my grooving 

I won’t return that text 

Maybe I’ll quit my job 

Can’t return that text 

He’s not one I can count on 

Can’t even count on me 

Now I’ll count to three 

Good God, you better end my suffering…

No more adorning me with 

rings and shiny things to 

make me feel okay with another day 

No more of that, my God! 

The day’s far too tiring

I don’t care what happens tomorrow 

I don’t want to find out 

I don’t care what happens tomorrow 

Just please get me out

Please, kill me now? 

Take the pain away 

Please, show me how? 

I can’t last another day