Dead Like Me
Wouldn’t you like to walk the frozen pathways of my mind
To see what’s there?
And what went missing long ago
When I was only half a person
Wanting, wanting
Something
Wouldn’t you like to see the pain of living just like me
Experience the lack of freedom
Brought on by other points of view
That bore me down and crushed a spirit that once flew
Wouldn’t you?
In the corner of a dark angelic hall we hear the voices
We come to see, we wish to join the call,
We stand astounded, wondering when the golden light diminished
And left us broken
Wouldn’t you like to see?
Wouldn’t you like to be dead inside
Like me?
The depths of hell are boundless, filled with fire and darkness
Do you want to burn?
There is no escape from the black hole of infinity
Once you’re dead.
The past is endless, a distant memory.
Wouldn’t you like to see?
Into the night we gently flee and hope for dimness to recede
We see the sun, we see
When the birds of prey come swooping down
Devouring flesh and bone and leaving
Nothing, nothing
We are devoid of creativity
Half a life, living in half a mind,
Frightened
Wouldn’t you like to see?
Wouldn’t you like to be dead inside
Like me?
Wouldn’t you like to see?
Wouldn’t you like to be dead inside
Like me?
