The Meaning Of Life

I Lay still...

legs together, arms crossed i could have chosen a different past

but what's done is done..

maybe that bottle of pain wasn't enough to stop my heart

so i injected my veins with hate 

snorted away my problems..

does this mean I'm doing things safer than drugs or worse?

I'm addicted to my sorrow..

In Rehab for Happiness

And Dying off love..

Resurrected by loneliness 

So in the end I'm not losing myself but 

the satisfaction of living

It is written in Ink 

First, Last, Middle

The name of the person addicted to emotions

in another report of self worth

I would rather be alone than face humiliation 

So what is the meaning of life?

I'll tell it how it is DEATH

Without it no one could live