In my head

The earth in my head

Is this it?
The final decision?

I wondered about this for a long time now
But never actually done it
I'm tired of lies
I'm tired of being stricken with a disease

I'm going to go now
I'll dive down and hold it all in

But one day I'll resurface to breathe
And that’s when I'll be skewered from the side
Used once again

I'll use this tool for my own destruction
New will be a word I haven't felt in awhile
I'll be waving goodbye

As I load the shell into the chamber
And stretch out

I'll be waving goodbye

I'll pull the trigger and I'll fade away