Time For Dying

by Picoman - Aries

I sit alone is a dark dank room
No room for growth or prosperity
I'm the most worthless, life is nothing
Shut out all of my friends, killed my personality

With this knife I open my body
Let the demons run free without my consent
But who cares as long as I don't return
The light in my eyes grows scarce, time for dying

Abandoned my only means of love 
Why am I still alive in this fucked up world
I'm the gutter trash that you sweep away at night
Just hurry up extinguish my light

Everyone stares as my body is ravaged
I get pleasure from the pain
This doesn't mean that i'm the victim
Just borderline insane

With this knife I open my body
Let the demons run free without my consent
But who cares as long as I don't return
The light in my eyes grows scarce, time for dying

Why try to console the insane
There is something wrong with this brain
My soul is not longed for this world]
Time for dying

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2001-05-08 12:59:31
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:44:18
Poem ID: 62702

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