I feel so trapped
Inside my body
I feel so weak
Inside me
I can't go on anymore
I can't go on telling lies
I don't believe it'll end anytime soon
Because if it does; everyone just dies
I lie here in the dark
Waiting for life to end
I wait upon the golden light
To shine again
Life is a desert
With no living thing
Life is useless
That we bring
All I want
Is to die and die
Till everyone is gone
I cry and cry
I can't stand living here
Even if it means to leave
What do you think we'll accomplish here
That you think we might achieve?
The blood in my soul
Is all in my hands
The blood in my heart
Is all we understand
The souls of people are dying
Everyone is trying their best
To keep everyone alive
But it seems that everyone is put to rest
I lay here as I'm a corpse
Dead and dry
I'm done with this charade
As I start to soak and cry
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem