as another day floats on by once again i feel empty
my thoughts hurt
my mind is shot
i wish i knew what to do
everyday i fell like i wish it was over
love is nothing but false hope
what good does it do to love
when nothing ever loves you back
i wish i knew how to make this madness end
the tip of a sword
the barrel of a gun
life can be born and taken away in an instance
suffering from delusions i know i am weak
most of us are
we just cant admit it
passing through the voids of time
i realized something
a vision
a calling
death waits for me on my backdoor
i laugh
whats it to me
im not afraid
with the tip of the sword id lunge myself upon it
passing time
passing memories
dying would be bliss
eternally
