Hopeless Misery

SadisticSatanist

Hope is just a lie,

A mask to hide the pain.

I just want to cry,

To scream over and over again.

I just want to die.

So this pain can end.

So that I can be free,

Free to amend,

To amend what's left of me.

I just need that one friend,

The one friend that can help-

Me to escape my life.

But I still yelp,

As death follows with a scythe,

I just regret my whelp.

I just need this to stop,

Before I do something,

Something to make me drop,

Something that is numbing,

Something that ends with one chop.

  • Author: SadisticSatanist (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 10th, 2015 15:41
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 32
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