Sitting here writing, line after line. Trying not to focus on feelings inside. Each day getting harder for these feelings remain. These feelings I\'m feeling all feel the same.
Bring me death
I want to to die
All of this darkness
In my mind
All of these horrors
Tortures
Past misfortunes
A hole in me
They\'re fucking boring
Screaming out
I\'m fucking trying
I\'m so sick of fucking crying
Breaking down
My mind is shaking
My whole body\'s fucking aching
I drown it out
The empty bottle
Open up
Full fucking throttle
Lines are staring
Reflection glaring
Misery is always sharing
Oh so caring
Not my friends
Always alone
In the end
Thoughts are racing
You are raping
Beat me down
My life
Please take it
Always hunted
I\'m confronted
In my terroristic sleep
Oh what a dream
To have a dream
These fucking monsters that I see
Torn from my past
They\'re everlasting
I am haunted
Always taunted
By your vile acts on me
I am broken
Left unspoken
All the blood that I have soaked in
Memories
Must be forgotten
Locked inside
They\'re fucking rotten
Rotting out
From within
Leaving scars upon my skin
So suffocating
All this space
No one in sight
No one related
From your lives
I\'ve been abated
I am never gonna make it
Out alive
This hole gets deeper
Everynight
The hill gets steeper
As I climb
The fucking reaper
Swinging scythe
I\'m getting weaker
This has to end
I need to mend
All of these wounds I need to tend
I need some help
Could use some help
In this battle with myself
Keep on fighting
Keep on trying
It\'s so hard to fucking stand