Where do I go,
From here?
Utterly lost, disjointed,
I don't even have the strength left to hate.
Words are less than useless;
Yet I try to rationalize this Hell.
I wish I could be some little emo kid,
Where my only problems are with conforming like a lemming.
But I can't.
Once yer eyes are Open, you can't unsee the Blackness.
You can't block the screams.
And you damn well can't NOT feel Death's cold, bony, yet reassuring grip.
I've done some bad things in my time here.
But even the worst murderer doesn't suffer this way.
Problem is, I have both mind, and morals.
Neither are anything but liability here.
And worse, to quote Eminem(Gods help me),
"There's a million other motherfuckers JUST LIKE ME."
What have you let this world become, my ancestors?
Why have you let the Earth die?
That's why we're all crazy, you see...
It's a survival mechanism.
An unpleasent one, admittedly.
Though I for one, am tired of surviving.
I want my world back.
I want my friends back.
I want SANITY back!
But, since those are impossible..I'll settle for death, lol.
Just a matter of time, lol.
Ain't the death that stings..
It's the acceptance that nomatter what, you're doomed.And likely damned.
I think..I've accepted.Sorry gang.
For everything.
