"MY NEW HOME"

Feeling the ice that now is running through my
veins, I am now at peace with a world i really
never belonged in to begin with. Having no more
misery and pain to hold me back.

I lie here looking from within this wooden box,
slowly rotting only to make food for the bugs of
the earth now.Fearing nothing anymore and only
knowing the freedom of release.

They said the night i put the gun in my mouth
and pulled the trigger, it was their worse night
mare. To me, it was my final stage act in which
i had to only say goodbye.

So, shed no tears for me because i am now truly
finally at peace. I may not be walking among the
living anymore, but my soul shall always forever
be walking upon this planet.

I have now found the one place i honestly and
truly belong. It is always cold and wet here but
it is my home. For you see, my new house is this
coffin in which my body now lies.

P.J.Page 12/27/07 2:21pm