Ataraxy

When you're about to die, 
you feel the most alive. 
That rush when your heart's pumping, 
then it stops so sudden. 

What's that, what's that evil peace inside of you? 
That tranquillity stressed out of you. 

Depression is the mental cigarette. 
You take a little in, then your life's a silhouette. 

I just wanna live, and stop dying. 
Time can you stop? I'm mean IM TRYING! 
so many moments I can never change, if I wanted, 
but the moments of life: now, is what I get caught in. 

Why is life so messed up to me? 
I tried so hard, and I question thee? 
I almost question God, like man, I worshiped you! 
Why would you do me like this? 
Why would you kill me due to.. 

The shedding tears, the bloody mouth 
The life in fear, the death that sprouts. 
Thank God for my intelligence. 
If I never did anything, I'd be gone, so get a grip. 
The building of the bravery to admit 
All of my sickness spilling out, it made me tick. 
So I fix it up, take the double V (W) 
And then see life much differently. 

How many times can you say you almost lost your life? 
Chill, the plan is written though, right? 
At least that's what they want us to believe 
And so I say welcome to my August Ataraxy. 

I wake to night 
I feel my heart beat 
I see the moon light 
I start the coughing 
I see the crimson 
I feel the liquid 
I run to the bowl 
I see my life go 
I feel the agony 
I build the tragedy 
I see the ending 
I feel like venting 
I hate the feeling 
I see the sympathy 
I love the love though 
I love the caring. 
I see the light now 
I feel so right now. 
I like the timing 
I see the time sing 
I feel the medicine 
I see it is the end 
I feel my life go 
I think of you again.