this is now, we live so cold, and lifeless just sitting here with my head between my legs staring at the ground twitching, convulsing think about the past where did it go? where did it come from? and why is this such a rhetorical question to ask myself? so why? i must try to seek salvation in a world that is so cold cold, cold, cold
loud empty thud against my head as the pain rushes in and loving it is over here upon myself listen to time, why? why? why? try to understand why do you understand when no one else does?
no one else does sick and killing time killing me forever forever dead all in till the end so this is worth living? in nothing? so something is all it's all a game to debate contemplate suicide i don't patronize i don't sympathize for you or dissed burnt image image on top of the forehead in the mirror where we see no truth forever lost, forever loveless loveless forever, loveless forever tired of living, soul taking i feel it breaking my mind