Because I�ve lost the will to write.
My eyes blind, they can not see;
My heart is weak, not willing to fight.
My soul feels so old and tired�
Life seems longer than it should.
My passion absent, my rage fired,
And poisons seem increasingly good.
I waste this life in a cloud of sorrow,
My thoughts & actions are insipid.
My childhood was a black hole,
They called me ugly and stupid.
I wish I could be happy with life,
But I�ve never known happiness.
It�s always been a brutal strife,
Just knowing only sadness.
I won�t end my life just now�
But I�ll pray for something else to.
I don�t even care by who or how,
I�m just disgusted of being without you.
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