Three hundred and six

In only six years

If it was an accident

Where are the tears?

I am still unidentified

Behind the cathedral

Is where my body hides

But I'm not inside

Just one of sixteen

In early one day

If it was a game

Why couldn't I play?

I am the abandoner

But still I remain

And my frozen pulse quickens

As the black plot thickens



Like the story I heard

A lifetime ago

Where a girl (and this is funny)

Took her life

And what she doesn't know

Is how long it takes for the water to rise

And the breath to stop fighting

And the cold to close her eyes



Morality plays

On stages of sin

The easy way out

Or the easy way in

I am still overglorified

My reasons to live

Were my reasons to die

But at least they were mine

Now I'm freedom unbound

Cut the laces of life

The pistol

The poison

The noose

Or the knife

I have chosen my instrument

And said no goodbyes

And my frozen pulse quickens

As the black plot thickens



Like the story I heard

A lifetime ago

Where a girl (and this is funny)

Took her life

And what she doesn't know

Is how long it takes for the water to rise

And the breath to stop fighting

And the cold to close her eyes