I’m ready to die 
Ready to lie down 
Ready to die 
READY TO DIE

I see the light is slowly coming 
The actions of my fate are brewing 
You’re taking away my longing choice
I can’t make it though another average day 

I’m ready to die 
Ready to fall 
Ready to die 
READY TO DIE 

My heart is cold and I’ve forgotten how to laugh
You’ve seen my eyes before burring the dying fish 
This is the only moment that’s mine for the choosing 
In my heart is the sound of an average day 

I’m ready to die 
I’ve already faltered 
Ready to die 
READY TO DIE 

Smiling face are mocking me 
With this society. Inside me despair breeds 
I haven’t forgotten that there was something more
But it died with in an average day 

I’m ready to die 
Ready to burn 
Jesus I’m ready to die 
READY TO DIE 

Your life and words will not be overthrown 
I’ll lay my head below your thrown 
The past of hatred has taken my ability to feel 
I’ll make an end to this average day 



( this is after the poem Dead but not ready to die, its just
an average day, by a lost friend without a friend)