This world is trashed,
trashed with hatred,
unwanted love, and discourage,
thoughts racing through my head,
telling me it will be ok,
my thoughts are only lies,
a lie to tell,
is a soul to die,
life is a game,
your born and you die,
trying not to take in the sadness,
but instead it bleeds into me,
stabbing my heart,
telling me to die,
while waiting for the awnser,
and finding and end
