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Now I’m dead
Tell them I made my own bed
And I’m sleeping in it forever
Tell them about my head
And how it only used to make things harder
Now I’m dead
Tell them about my heart
And how it forgot to play its part
Now I’m dead
Tell them I don’t know
If Heaven is much crowded
Tell them the sorrow
Made my eyes see red
Now I’m dead
Tell them no one
Should ever take the blame
Tell them how my soul
Used to dance before it was claimed
Now I’m dead
Tell them how much I’ve gazed
Into the Reaper’s empty eyes
Tell them the end of the maze
Is where true peace lies
Now I’m dead
Tell them I’m sorry
For cheating and lying
Tell them I was happy
Everytime I saw them laughing
Now I’m dead
Tell my kids I’ll miss them
Wherever it is I am going
Tell their mother, my lover
I never knew about the ending
Now I’m dead
Tell my son I know
He’ll kill the sorrow
It’ll be hard and slow
But tell him I know
He’ll kill the sorrow
Tell him to never let go
Tell him to let love grow
Now I’m dead
Tell him to write
The words I never said