• I'm standing on the brink of dispare,
    Thinking of what to do the next day that I'm still here.

    The one thing I want to do is just stare,
    Stare at the only thing left to care.

    Finally one thing left to do... Fall.
    Fall into a dark abyss of pain.

    It's to much to live,
    All I want to do is just die.

    Why am I cursed to live forever,
    Surronded by Saddness and Insecurity.

    Two of my strongest emotions,
    Going together to show my Guilt.

    The Guilt takes over my life,
    The lie that I live is to much to withstand.

    I can't take it anymore,
    This life is over.

    Here I am standing at my grave,
    But why am I crying.

    Is it me who has eroded away over time,
    Or just my soul.

    I can't answer this question because,
    I'm not the one crying.

    It is not me who is dead,
    It is you.


    You left me to drag into the earth,
    Birth by Death is the only thing left.

    Must I die,
    No, there has to be something.

    Something to live for,
    But what.