Tonight tonight he wonders and dies. Wonders tonight wonders to cry. No way out or a way to forgive. A stool and a rope, just missing a shiv. Pills scattered, a mess for one more. Found deceased, living room floor. I feel so short when ending so quick. Try to be happy, that is the trick. To come and go like a wishful thought. Tonight tonight I wonder and rot. What am I?
@The RiddIer, my legs are dangling off the ledge, the bottom of the bottle is my only friend. I think I slit my wrist again and im gone, gone, gone, gone.
The answer is life and now the initiation begins. Tomorrow we will see who eventually wins. The society has risen and with it their power. Gotham shall tremble. Gotham shall cower.
Tonight tonight he wonders and dies. Wonders tonight wonders to cry. No way out or a way to forgive. A stool and a rope, just missing a shiv. Pills scattered, a mess for one more. Found deceased, living room floor. I feel so short when ending so quick. Try to be happy, that is the trick. To come and go like a wishful thought. Tonight tonight I wonder and rot. What am I?