I stand here my life draining away I tried as hard as I could to sustain my self,
I couldn't take it any more! The same thing everyday. The same chore.
Every waking moment it drained me. Every sleeping night it gained power. It started to over whelm me.
I couldn't take it anymore, The same thing every day. The same chore.
I’m bleeding out and I’m about to die. I keep asking myself why. Then I start to remember why I die for the beast finally took its toll on me
I couldn't take it any more! The same thing everyday. The same chore.
I am your sanity and the beast is daily life. For it consumes us all and my soul slips into the blackest night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like this one :) its really sad tho