Every rope a noose In each knives' blade, a truth Each day, greyer than before Unwelcome life— Long in the tooth
Colors, marred and queer Ambitions disappear The walls of shame are closing in You’re fading fast— You just can’t breathe anymore
Can you feel your skin yet turning cold... ...or rigor mortis' stiffenings?
It’s a dead life in this cold, dead world So sink those rotten teeth right in Let the disease within unfurl Wrapped in silence, bittersweet A trigger pull salvation: complete
Each stifled morn, the last Coin to ferryman— passed A tasteless tongue wags from your mouth By plight of life, crushed in its grasp
Eyes of blind, blink not Brought forth on earth to rot Irreparably, they’ve damaged you An empty shell— You just can’t be anymore
No one can hear your death knell, ringing cold Embrace your own insignificance
Pale skin feels paper thin Weathered by erosive days Raped of all of its innocence Unending waves of self-disdain Tormented— An existence in vain
That weight which bends our spines Inherit ancient strife Struggling to stay alive as we anxiously deflate
Sheer madness fills our veins Hell beckons with flickering flames From ‘neath headstone with no name All that’s left to be— Is dead... and free Dead, and free from this— pain!
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