Hearse

What if I want to end up in a hearse?

Where nothing will ever hurt.

Where pain is just a dream.

Where reality is nothing.

And loosing isn't real.

What if winning at life

Is death in the end?

What if pain is only a game?

With the trophy of death.

And the blood is a river

A tribute to the kings.

Hail to the reaper

Taking my hand.

The cold is what I want

But you won't let me go.

I want it to be over

Like it never began.

You won't give up

Like I already have.

You say I'm stronger then I seem

But what if this is what it is.