Time flies when experiencing death

We the unknown.
Do the unthinkable.
For the ungrateful.

Pining to be free
waiting to succeed
wanting to be wanted
crying to be heard
wishing to be found
loving to be loved
dying to be dead
is that too much to ask?

"Mind hemorrhage
fxckin' folding chairs in the hallway
crucified,
paralyzed,
you laugh, I cry
calculating my miscalculations"- 43, Mushroomhead. <33

"Time does not heal wounds. The brain just forces all wounds to heal and all memories to fade. Even if the evidence is not there the wounds will always remain."

Felling my blood turn to ash, heart broken and forgotten in the shadows I weep.

Nobody ever heard me, not even the family who said they knew me better then I did. I felt so alone, in a world the keeps moving even if you are chained to the ground, screaming.

These Autumn trees of colors and beauty
An intamacy of ones deepest dreams
As I look the colors starts to bleed
It then turns into blood and I start to scream

In the beginning there was darkness... and maybe things should have stayed that way.

Awaiting paradise
with that gun in my hand
knowing you won't come
i die alone instead