the sound of nothing begins to breath in my face
the ending is comeing, its hand i grasp
the total sorrow is hugging my chest
tightening its grip, cracking the foundation
just tie the rope
an kick the stool
breathing death rips through my lungs
the virus is spredding, deepening into my core
death begins to burrow into my heart
shrivaling all hopes, the infestation has begun
take the blade
run it across your soul
the insisions i carve into my soul
shows the eternal hate, no one can relate
i saw hope die, at the end of my hands
blood trickles onto the floor, on its puddle i sail my boat
scars begin to take life again
breeding bacteria leads me to my demise
i now live in an internal nightmare
with no one to light my path
swallow the barrel
ingest the shot
im liveing in a darkend room
theres no window to hold my hope
no passageway to lead me to into the light
the only way to escape this fate
is to bring my life to an end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem