Counting time;
Gaping wound.
With hole in head;
Life ends soon.
Ruining myself;
Sometimes purposely.
Looking inside;
what has become of me?
Tear of ice;
Blood runs cold.
Losing time;
Feeling old.
Crack a smile;
If even insane it be.
Life's irony is humorous;
Just take a look at me.
Clock ticks away time;
Another grain of sand falls.
A sheathe is removed;
Another knife calls.
Planets and stars move;
Time is winding down.
I'm king of my own nightmare;
Upon my head is a bloody crown.
I build on other's hurt;
I feed off my own pain.
I live only to die;
I'm going insane.
The clock is ticking;
driving me insane.
Can't find what I want;
A way to alleviate the pain.
Crooked and evil;
I have become.
All of my feeling is lost;
I am numb.
Time stops on this black day;
White and black mix to gray.
Nothing is real;
Only the pain i feel.
Procreation of an abomination.
The manifestation of an evil contemplation.
No sensation; just isolation.
Motivation by a revelation;
Relaxation for my situation;
The explanation for my equation:
is my obligation for termination.
Suicide is salvation, so undone is my creation.
