Thoughts of Death

The thought of death brings ease to my pain
It calms my thoughts and bleeds through my veins.
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Hopelessly lost I await my turn.
Friends come and go like days and months
I mellow my mood by facing a blunt.
Can you clarify the problem
When I can't pay my dealers I decide to just rob them.
I live an unfortunate life
By changing my ways does it make it all right.
I've lost sight on what's good by facing the bad
I grew up with no home, no mom, no dad.
I'm pissed at you, I'm pissed at myself
Confined by walls, I don't receive help.