Art out of agony

My pain is too much to bare
So with you I will share
My hurt will bring us down
My hurt is the shovel that pierces the dirt
Preparing to lay me in the ground
Sinking slowly, swimming in a weighted vest
No matter how hard I try its pointless to resist
I tried to do my best
And now I'm swimming with the fish
At my wake I will be in rare form
A smile you can't take on a body that can't be warmed
In a room with family and close friends
Swearing to God my life was take from them?
Missed a whole lot when I am gone
Sure I will be missed just as sure as I will be wrong
I was there all along
I was there
All along