I woke up this morning and remembered my dream
I was very sad and wanted to prove I could do it
I grabbed the gun, broke the action, and loaded two shells
I love this gun, it shoots so true
I walked up to my room and there I felt my life slip away
I thought the last few thoughts before I died
Nothing sticks out, I don't know what ran through my mind
I don't remember pulling the trigger and so here I lie.
It's after midnight and I'm alive
It's surprising because much of me wants to go
What keeps me here is a mystery
One that I have yet to solve but what happens when I do
In the solution do I find the end
Is the recompense passing to the world beyond
The place I know is far better than the most wonderful earth has to offer
But what if I'm the one to send me on?
That's what worries me but what when worries cease?
If I no longer cared would I be able to do it?
Would I be able to punch my ticket to the underworld?
Where would I roam if life's answers were less intriguing?
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