Sitting here with droopy eyes
i mixed pills with all your lies

All you wanna hear is sugar coated lies hiding my misery and what I want us to be </3

As happiness starts to fade, hate slowly grows, can no longer feel pain, we died some time ago, for that people will pay, for the lives they stole.. blood is okay, when the blood is owed.

How did these lies unfold?
when her story was fortold
provin justice but drivin mad
locked up tight with an iron clad

my story shows no mercy for those that read them. my stories are true and clear as day

show no fear and step into hell

Ten years in darkness is like ten years in prison i guess, would you be able to adjust if you had suddenly risen and left?

Without a soul, without a life, learned behaviours, mentally and emotionaly insecure
this is how we were all born, and how we shall die,
with no afterlife, with no god.

Those who haven't suffered the torments of the void, will never fully understand the value of happiness. In this strange way, darkness births enlightenment.

The reapers flute is near, a beautiful tone
it decades flesh, rip over bone
soon, i'll be gone, this is my doom
the flute tells me: soon darling, soon

It's one of those days when i wish i was never born

People can't understand why we go to the extremes we go to. Making those marks over and over again. Some may not be permanent but they are still there. We do it not to get attention, but top find a to express our true feelings.