Searching for right, finding only wrong. Watching myself fade away 'cause I don't feel like holding on. I have no will to keep going, wanting only death. Having lived a life knowing nothing but regret. I see myself plunging off the highest cliff or maybe I'll just take a bath after I slit my wrist. Fuck emotions! I don't feel no more. Yearning for the darkness on the other side of the door. I pray my time is coming I've waited long enough. Treading in these waters, so choppy and too rough
