I've lived in my life constant fear
losing everything held so near
everything I touched seem to die
living alone I ask myself why
nothing seems to last very long
this life I lead is gone
death is my only friend now
dread is all they allow
pieces of me go down the drain
I dont even remember my own name
life to me is a pile of trash
like everything else it doesn't last
can imortalitly exist, never
nothing lasts forever