Tell yourself you’re happy
With only one road to take
Crying out with, “help me”
The lives you live are fake

Crimson from your veins to feel
Hide behind the masks of lies
Smile, pretend this hope is real
While darkness covers, shrouds your eyes

Passing through this, blankly on a whim
Lost and hiding in an empty love
Erased, forgotten ashes to the brim
Brass urn sitting, fitting like a glove

Give It to Her, your last breath
This finale couplet, rests with Death