Death Wish

Life is so bad you turn to licker? 

There are some ways you can die quicker. 

Home made brew's a subtle death wish, 

if you want to rot and perish. 

You only spew when you drink rum,

in my view it is rather dumb. 

If you feel low, why drink liquor? 

Better a quick and fatal cure. 

You toy with life, throw it away, 

slow  poisoning is the mindless way. 

Why linger at such a pace? 

That's no way to win a race. 

Reach your destination place, 

do your best to return to grace. 

If you want to lose your prana, 

exit life with a big drama. 

No need to down ten pints of booze, 

if you want to drown your blues. 

It's far more fun to drown at sea, 

or jump off off a ten story. 

Why bother with shots of whisky, 

when a gun shot is far more risky. 

If you don't want to be alive, 

take an unequipt sky dive. 

Stand on a bridge, and take a jump, 

a cliff top ridge, fall with a bump. 

If you want death, sod getting pissed, 

take your last breath and slit your wrists. 

You drag it out, concerve your health, 

it takes so long to kill your self! 

You're almost gone, your bodies tough, 

you're hanging on to your last puff. 

The final string, remaining rope, 

you cling on to a string of hope. 

For some reason you hesitate, 

begin to see that death can wait. 

You know that life can offer more, 

the tears flow, infact they pour. 

What you mean you want to live?! 

You had me fooled, will you forgive? 

It's just that the way I see you behave, 

you pray upon an early grave. 

So go ahead and drown your sorrows, 

spent in bed all of tomorow. 

But if this play is far too fun, 

and your days are not yet done, 

then when problems shoot, don't hit the bottle, 

give it the boot, you're just a mortal. 

There is life beyond the booze, 

and we're best making it as we chose.

Behind the veil, underneath the pain,

 we cannot fail to love again.