Out of my life no good shall come.
No matter what I do I feel so dumb.
I hate my life, but nobody can tell.
I am already living in an eternal hell.
On this earth I see no reason to stay.
I just want the pain to go away.
Darkness and rejection fill the life I live.
Deep inside I have nothing left to give.
I see no reason to live in this hell we call life.
All I can think about is my sharpened knife.
I hate my life more with every waking day.
I just want the pain to go away.
I wake up each morning empty inside.
My veins I’ll soon open wide.
I relax my arm as the blood flows.
With nothing left to give, my body froze.
I shall never have to face another day.
Finally all the pain just went away.
Copyright 2004 Nesfurata
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