If I hang myself tonight,
will you ever let me stay in your forever resting place?
Will I be your exception for doing things against your commandments?
“Lord gave and the Lord has taken: blessed be the name of the Lord.”
Will those I leave behind be sad?
Will my departure bring them bad fortune?
This emptiness is scraping me.
I might be tired tonight;
whether you want me to stop or go on,
let your plan be in my time on earth.
Do not let my desires blind me,
and guide me through the dark.