I'm so sick of being tired,
I'm so sick of feeling alone...

I need some inspiration,
I've got a case of writer's block...

Physical marks on my skin,
Are where I've been hurt...

Death is in the air,
It looms as if a fog...

I had my last chance,
To visit and say goodbye...

Demons' devlish smiles,
They creep in the night...

It happened,
You drew your last breath...

I'm not the same person I used to be,
I look at the world with disgust...

What if I were to die today?
Would it matter...

I don't know how to feel,
Let the words come easily...

Teardrops are falling,
Forever they will...

It's weird when you cry in the rain,
It's as if you're not even crying...