Each day i live, the pain consume my mind like walking in a cloud of fog, sinking in the unknown
Life just seem so grim i think on a stop, lost interested in everything i do but that my life, but who really knew?
My life is a fault, that all i see, death seems so close yet so far a waste of time that what i am,it feel like a my mind is a box trapped inside it self
I try to ease the pain, a broken effort with no gain, thought begin to clowed my mind it just makes me want to scream
Uncomfortable around people cause of the way i feel, i wish it wasnt real my life is a prison
Im an abomination, alone and cold