SIX FEET UNDERGROUND
- Edson Conn

- Dec 8, 2025
- 3 min read
MARCH 12, 2024
Dear reader,
I told myself just one more night
But one night turned into two
And before my alarm woke me up
It was three, then four, then five
Got to ninety-nine, and think I might’ve reached one hundred
But I lost track of the sheep
And started counting all over again.
I told myself I wouldn't cry
No matter how bad it hurt
No matter how many times I twisted and turned
Can’t take the pills from the doctor
Even though they're supposed to remove my depression
Told myself I can’t drown in my own tears.
I told myself from six feet underground
I have to stay sane, happy, alive
Have to hope you hear me crying
I have to use the words I shouldn’t,
And hope Grandma doesn’t hear them
Anxiety can't make its way to me
Depression, like radiation, can’t get through my lead
But it’s the reason for it through my head
I told myself you know
While I was walking, breathing
Wishing every day was my last
I held onto whatever would keep me standing
But you broke my stick
So you’re the reason for these maggots
Eating away what's left of me
And let me explain.
I told myself you think it is all fun in games
And are not hurting me, but you are
By telling me, I'm a failure
Which I already know and have learned to embrace
By telling me I’m the worst
And the world is much better without a mistake
By telling me I’m a waste of time
Which for you just happens to be running out,
So you also gotta take mine as well
By telling me, if you committed suicide,
I would be the reason, the first name on your note
Well, here's mine; and you’re second!
I told myself maybe I overreacted
But I wish you the best
And if I'm ruining the best for you
Then I'll disappear from your picture
Become nothing but a memory
Make dirt my home, be neighbors with the worms
I told myself that girl was bad for me
But I thought if I could fix it, make it work again
Everything would be all right
But I took my time, wasted my chances
Now she's got another guy calling her
And I'm barely holding onto a friendship
That's gonna let me fall
I told myself I’m afraid
Afraid to hear the wrong advice,
Cause that's all that's free lately
Afraid to look for things I don't want to see
Women who leave themselves open on Instagram,
Treasures for me to find
Afraid to reach out to anything
Gonna take hold of something with a trigger
And I'll get curious, turn it to my face
Wonder how it works and BAAM,
I'm afraid no more.
Didn’t mean to scare you
Oh wait, I did
I told myself you only care when you are in danger
A bomb over your heard
And when the dust settles
You'll wonder what the hell just happened
You'll realize everyone is dead
Celebrate, but soon become lonely
Call my name but even the birds won't sing,
"Sorry, but he’s dead!"
Can't wait to see the look on your face.
I told myself that people change
But only if set on fire
But arson is a crime
Gotta put myself in Satan’s shoes
How do I get to the people without getting locked away?
I told myself sorry
I haven't had sex with your daughter,
Let alone have a girl hold my hand
Made a joke about spending the night with your mom
And now your daddy's out to get my head on a platter
What was I thinking, I don't remember
I went a little crazy,
Slapped my mom when she caught me watching porn,
Sent me to therapy, called that fat lady a bitch, slammed the door, took a shovel
And started digging my own grave.
I told myself I can’t wake up
And piss the world off, but I don’t keep promises,
I hate the ocean but love high tide.
Got a wave, 30-footer, gonna come crashing down
And you’ll be drowning in these words
Gotta get your head above the water, take a breath
The fish do it, though they’ll wish they had legs
I got you fuming, about to set a fire under you
Dumb cop, smart cop, try and pull me over
Like Jesus, on my way to Heaven
But from six feet underground
I've lost track of time
Day and night have become one
Dream and reality make a great smoothie
I’ve told myself to sleep
But
I don’t think my alarm was set…
Sincerely, Six Feet Underground

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