Don't know what im meant to do
at breaking point
bloods running cold full of sorrow
no dreams no light still can't get out of this dark hole
mind is inraged inflamed
and the world inside my head has almost decayed
cracked and purged open sores scrapping through my head
sleep is when i forget i feel nothing
darkness reaps at my soul whispering to me death to end it all
i am encased trapped witin me and my future is gradually slipping into this
never ending endeavour
the hands of doom demonic creeping agony clasp my heart draining me of
everything i have left
tiring me out wearing me down eroding my flesh
eroding all the good signs i may have left
wish full thinking
cursing this reality
doomed for all eternity
