ANHEDONIA It’s hard to find a quiet place in the chaos of insanity, To get away from cruel world. It’s hard to feel comfort in the terror of reality When you are nothing more than fucking pawn
In a beautiful game she plays with you Tearing apart and breaking you When the game is over - there is no much less Than anhedonia…
The years pass but the scars remain, The only thing you want is to be left alone. Self-hatred burns all in your head. The game is over! No future!