Shrouded in overgrowing darkness and fear,
All my pain is entrapped within a single tear.
Holding back with my fists clenched so tight,
I don't know how much longer I can stand and fight.
The freezing rain pelts against my clammy face,
I am so determined to escape from this place.
The confusion surrounds my body as a whole,
And soon the shadow will take its final toll.
Blood trickles from my body; so cold,
This is the last time cause this is getting old.
I'm releasing myself from the World I hate,
And everything around that has become my fate.
The wound is my gateway to a better life,
a place where I am happy and free of strife.
The excitement from the wound that bleeds,
Takes away the pain on which the shadow feeds.
I am drifting away from everything around me,
And soon I will fade to nothing and finally be free.
The blade that digs so deep; finally shows the way,
The one and only thing that will let me live another day.
I ask for help but no-one else seems to care,
I pray but I have no faith, save me cause this isn't fair.
I've fallen to the ground; and I can't get back up,
I need to survive but I personally couldn't give a f**k.
Why has it become like this; I never did anything wrong,
I'm wasting away to nothing and only just hanging on.
I can't believe I turned out this way but what's done is done,
And in the end the shadow will be the one who's won.
