The writhing mess of churned up life
Is killing me bit by bit
The gradual scraping away
At what holds me whole
Tearing my soul apart
When I was chosen to live
Like this
Did someone have some fun?
To inflict this agony upon myself
What did I do wrong?
The blows keep on coming
From here and there
And my defence is weakening
The more I take of pain and anguish
The closer I come
Nearer to the edge
Where I cannot survive any longer
I'm sorry for the horrible deeds I've caused
I am truly sorry for everything
But please, I beg, let me go
The more you hit me
The more I know
That this life cannot take it much longer
