Despondency Poem by Balint Nagy

Empty and worthless
Shattered to pieces
My being is just makes no sense
So I cheer myself up with some crystal meth
‘Coz I'm drowning in a sick nightmare
Instead of a perfect fairytale

I'm fed up all this pain inside
And I just waste my time
Searching for some peace of mind
What I will never find

Some days I feel so disowned,
My only friend, a silver spoon can calm me down.
And even though on weekdays
Liquor runs through my veins
I exaggerate the drugs day by day
An overdose could help me end this game

I'm fed up all this pain inside
And I just waste my time
Searching for some peace of mind
What I will never find