Box of Hate

Trapped in a box, I'm losing grip. This hate has taken me on its final trip.

I cry out loud but silence is still. My motion of helplessness is yet too ill.

I've fallen into eternal fate, where time is still and I'm left with hate.

Death approaches and sounds its call, reminding me of you of how you made me fall.

With all your lies and all your abuse. Its too late now. no need for an excuse.

I'm losing my mind and going insane, I'm about one second away from cutting a vein.

One second from losing all hope, this box is locked tight, in twined with a indestructible rope.

Chained so I cannot get out, holding me back from any shout. Suffocating me without air. I'm trapped in this box to die with no care.

I guess I belong, I deserve to die. even though I refuse why should I even try.

I'm sealed in tight and everywhere theres hate, I'm meant to be here, it must be my fate.