• Each day I live, the pain consumes
    What little sanity I have bloomed
    Like walking in a cloud of fog
    Falling down, sinking into smog

    Life just seems grim
    I think on a whim
    Interest lost in everything I do
    But what a life, who really knew?

    Depressed to a fault, that all I see
    Death just seems like the only way for me
    A waste of time, I feel I am
    But that's its nature, a full mind jam

    I try and try to ease the pain
    A fallen effort with no gain
    Thoughts begin to eat away
    Makes me want to end it today

    Uncomfortable around others for the way I feel
    I pray and wish this all wasn't real
    Life just seems more like a prison
    Caged, alone, an abomination risen

    No one could ever understand
    Why I would want my death sooner than planned
    Its not something I want for me
    But to end my suffering this is what has to be

    So I write this all as I fall from grace
    Down to this place, some barren waste
    I know not how much longer I will last
    But all I can do, is pray that this will just pass.