The End is Near

A cry in the night,
Fragile pinpoints of light,
Door locked tight.

No 1 understands,
The pain I’m in,
Oh Where to begin.

Cuts and slits,
Just a little bit.
Cause I can’t take
All this shit.

It will soon be over,
Says the voice in my head.
Soon I‘ll be dead.

Here it comes,
That sweeping cold.
The one that brought me,
To be so bold.