So fed up with all these lies.
Of how I'm not even your only one true love.

Not your peace, not your happiness,
I'm just your reason to fight.
your reason to hurt, your reason to ****.
In the end ..
The blame is on me

I'm not reason for feeling like ****
Like when is she going to get the point ..
Not even showing the scars that cut so very deep
The real reason.. I stay up so late . Don't want to go to bed .. so many sad thoughts .
It's my good for nothing reality at stake .
I'm a troubled soul a big open hole .
This psychopath some say
There's so many reasons why
I'm stuck with this fate.
Is it too late ..
Why do I try..
All this questions left unanswered..
The pen in my hand ..
The decision is here.

Should I go
Or
Disappear from sight..
No one will worry about me ..
No one will miss me at all..
Walk away quietly
Making no sound


Soon I will be dead in the ground.
No one is there

Just the silent man
That didn't take my hand .
Without a thought in his mind .
Doing what he does best ..
Being the demon
That scared me away..
Pushing me down .

I'm so stuck in this help
I. The bottom of this lake
Not even sure