So sorry you are feeling low, now please – what can i do?
There must be something I can say to try and pull you through
If I can help in any way, I’d really like to know
I’m glad you opened up at last and let your feelings show
You tell me how you wish to die, and though you make no plea
I must find a solution as this surely cannot be
How long until you’re better Bev? Please say you’re past the worst
You cannot die today my dear please write some money first
I am sorry I want to die but my whole world is black
No longer can i see the light, can’t see ahead or back
When you adorn your spectacles to look to days ahead
And glimpse through rosy lenses at your rose infested bed
Don’t tell me I should see the same, a future clear and bright
For many years ago I fear, I lost my sense of sight
Although I hear them hopefully, such words I know are lost
For every happy day I have is bought at such high cost
The highs and lows will come and go.
Then come along again
And nothing here will ever change no matter how or when
If not tomorrow or next week perhaps maybe today
I will book in with Reaper Grim who’ll take the pain away
So everything ends here and now.
No more to say.
I’m sorry if I trouble you, don’t want to marr your day
If that’s an inconvenience, I’ll soon be out the way.