I sit in the cold darkness of my room
like I have many times before
since all happiness has left me
The darkness is all I have
The pure black hate that flows in my veins
All I want is the darkness
and I know how to get it
I know what happens when I get what I want
but I really don't care anymore
since all love has left me
I sit on my floor in the dimness
with a cold gun in my hands
music playing softly in the background
The gun promises me what I want
and I want it bad
I don't think I can live anymore
since all joy has left me
I am alone wherever I go
I can't handle it anymore
All this is god's cruel game of torment
and I'm done playing
the game isn't fun anymore
since depression took over
I sit in the shadows of my room
with a gun in my mouth
my parents in the next room
The darkness is close now
the game is coming to an end
and I guess I lose
but what I've lost doesn't matter
since I now have what I want
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