When I Die
When i die
I want it to be a Sunday morning
With Sunday morning by Maroon 5 playing
silent
In the background as they put me in the ground
My casket must be made of mahogany
And brimstone
And hail
And Pails and buckets of tears
No one is allowed to cry
It must be at 6 in the evening
For i really like sunsets
and for once
I want my end to be more beautiful than the suns own
When I die
I want all my lovers to laugh
Hold my memories dear
Near
To the heart
Then part
Leave them bare for vultures to eat
They are dead now
I am long gone
I want my friends to sit
In my bedroom
With a bottle of jack Daniels Tennessee Honey
And a 6 pack of Guinness
And tell stories of me
like legend
like hero
like foolish boy holding faith for too long
Then rip my posters down
Batter my bed
Let out their hate for me leaving them
When I die
I want the world to bear my name on their tongue
Let me fester like flower beds on their psyche
It’s likely
That they shall repent
Let the air choke them till
They drown in their own self doubt
As I have done for years now
Let years of rhetoric
Crash down upon you like waves
Let tide take way your pride
Dash hope to the side
This is the time to pray
That when you die you go to heaven
Heaving
Grieving
for we all love god for the thought of heaven
and fear him for the thought of hell
and well
When I die
I will live on
For this life is cell
And i am no longer prisoner
When I die
I will want to love once more.