One Bomb At A Time

The life I know is ending
One bomb at a time
Like a terrorist Attack
On 9/11
It seems as if it's close to the end
But it's only the beginning.

Sooner than later
Ill choose my own ending
To the book that seems to write me
Though the fine print
May stop you in your tracks
The chapter could fall
At any given time

And if I shall or should
Should be reduced
And seduced
To harlots and heroine
Bowls of more than water
And release of the pain
By means of unprohibited mage
Visit my grave in pity.