noone understands.
everyone cares and listens, but noone gets it.
the agony of having your head split, broken
how tempting death is, how shiny the sythe of death looks.
and the pain, it grows
it uproots inside you, it melds your nerves,
it's lays dormant, it lurks from the shadows,
yet every time you flinch, it's there.
there is no mercy,
the world is cruel and it churns day in, day out
you'll only make an impact if you fail to survive.
it will forget your name in a blink.
and i wish to live,
to believe i belong and there's reason to life,
to feel warmth and comfort when i'm at home,
to think there's something worth living for.
but i'm removed,
disconnected from the human desires,
without a drive to fuck, love or live,
with plastic feelings that pad my insides.
.. my head, my brain, my soul,
they gasp for air, swayed dizzy by drugs,
i don't know who i am, i'm not living anymore.
please, help me end the suffering.
please, let me rest in peace.