As I Lay Dying Poem by Matthew Hyatt

As I lay dying
I hope you are crying
For being the sole reason
That I killed myself today
because you had nothing better to say
You ridiculed me today

As I lay dying
Your soul turns black
Wishing you could take it all back
As the light fades from my eyes
you are the one who truly dies

Now as the trumpets fade
And you watch the march of a hearse
You are eaten alive my the decisions made
When I end this verse
As I lay dying.