What will I do when they will come for me?
Wake up the last time,
Have my coffee in the bed.
Will look around for a while,
Try to find my ground.
Then I will prepare, to get lost,
so that I can be found.
I will get High,
so I forget I am low.
I will kiss the walls goodbye.
For they were my only door.
To a realm of safety.
And no hope.
They 'll come to take my life.
Not that I am afraid of them.
But what they hold.
I 'll head to the kitchen.
Grab the knife.
With blood in my eyes.
And a smile,
Will take my life.
Fuck me not, Universe.
For I need no HELP!









