Six Feet Under Poem by Patrick Shields

Tonight I'll Succeed In Killing My Pain
I've Made My Mind Up Theres No Going Back This Time
I'll Put The Knife To My Throat and Slice Open The Vain
I Pick Up The Dagger and Remark How Sharp It Is and How Fine

I've Been Denied Salvation So What Hope Is There
I've Tried Repenting But It's Much Harder Than It Looks
I've Been Condemed To Hell Because I've Fallen Into Satan's Traps and Snares
Besides Redemption Is Only Found In Books

I Only Know One Way To Cure This Nightmare
You May Think It's Wrong But I Don't Care
Theres Nothing You Can Say To Stop Me
Life Is Just To Depressing Don't You See

Who Are You To Think You Can Stop Me
Stand Aside You Can't Stop This
I Don't Want This Burden Of Pain Any Longer I Want To Be Free
You Can Either Get Out Of The Way Or I'll Make You With My Fists

I Know I'll Never Be Able To Love Again But Thats A Sacrafice I'm Willing To Make
I Know I Won't Ever Be Able To Taste A Woman Lips Again But I Don't Care
Don't You Dare Think That This Is A Joke I'm No Fake
I Can Already Picture My Blood Stained Hair

I Only Know One Way To Cure This Nightmare
You May Think It's Wrong But I Don't Care
Theres Nothing You Can Say To Stop Me
Life Is Just To Depressing Don't You See

So Soon I'll Be Six Feet Under
In A Casket My Arms Across My Chest
Since I'm Dead When God's Day Of Anger Comes I Won't Have To Fear His Lightning Or Thunder
Than I Will Be Laid To Rest

They'll Clean Off My Body and Sow Up My Throat
Friends and Family Will Come To Mourn My Death
I'll Lose So Much Blood It Could Fill A Moat
I Failed This Ultimate Test

I Only Knew One Cure For This Nightmare
I Know You Thought It Was Wrong But I Didn't Care
There Was Nothing You Could Say To Stop Me
Life Was Just To Depressing Don't You See