Done

Am I really done
or is this just another song
I'm singing unsung
don't want to be bothered
don't want to be inundated
with the problems of life
trying so hard to be free from strife
it keeps finding me
or I keep finding it
either way I'm about to get a knife
no, I said that cause it rhymed
I've been free from suicide for a long long time
I thank God
for his mercy is great
ever lasting
he's so good to me
never late
his blessings always come on time
right when I need them
I can't complain
just take it all with a grain
of salt
I try to stay away from
It's a burn to my wound
don't rub it in
I might die too soon.