The pain doesn’t come in the dark anymore
It sits in and bakes
Hardening and growing through the day
The darkneess only intensifies with the pain
Vile thoughts run through my polluted blackened veins

Nothing changes the world keeps spinning we go on towards the eternal darkness buried in our thoughts. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I am rotting away I fell no pleasure. A total rebuild in my brain must happen I feel numb buried in my thoughts

Discontent for this world I try to describe but it only come out in self infecting wounds
Totally disgusted for myself to the point of no return to a viable way of living

I’m not the cure, I’m a subject of textbook disease, it’s in my brain these shadows are haunting me. Bury my face in my hands, I used to sleep the day away, now that’s not an option
Figiting constantly I move to keep the pain away. Thinking half as hard as long as I keep going

I know where this will end, everyone sees it coming but no one wants to be the one to help me pull the trigger so I keep moving faster. On and on, this cycle never fucking ends