Darkness eats at me, the crown of thorns digs in my mind
I can't seem to get the thoughts out of my head
The end of the beginning of the end, everyday is the same
The newness of it faded from my mind ages ago
The shroud of pain covers me like a blanket
It consumes my fears and smothers me with them
I fought at it for so long before I stopped the fight
Like a hair caught in my throat forever it aggravates me
Today the fangs of life ripped my flesh into pieces
I lay here bleeding my life and happiness out slowly
A tournaquet would only procrastinate the end
The end will come and suck out my life eventually
Take the last drop and savor my sweet death
I will be found and lost at the same time by someone
Someone who gave a damn about my meager existance
Who knows how they will feel when they see me empty
My failure could infect another with the same lack of life
And so I continue to fight my shroud of misery and go on
I let them think I am happy as always but I continue on