There is a space, between life and death
A fine line without silver lining
It's filled with despair and feelings of crap
There is a rope on my neck
So tight I feel it sinking in
Somehow I am not dead, well not yet
I'm suppose to feel remorse and regret
But the only regret I have is not dying sooner
I can't yell for help, not while I'm still alive
I'll wait till I'm nothing but a floating bag
Even so my language is of no sense
It's my soul, it is just standing right there
and watching tears from a hollow hole in my sockets
Well I wish I could talk right now even for 2 seconds
I'd tell it I'm happy and I'm glad I'm going to die
The rope on my neck, sinking in deeper
I can bearly breathe, this weird horrid tone
Like a dying suffocating wild hog
Through my skin and through the bruises on my neck
My body is turning pale I know it's in terrible pain
It'll end soon, trust me, it'll soon end
I see the flection through the puddle of blood on the floor
I look pretty weird like superman in his blue and red costume
With kryptonite on his neck
my soul why are you just standing there
Is it my dry voice and red eyes
Or the way my body like a swinging rope
Finds a wall after wall bashing like a wrecking ball
Is it why you're still here, does this pain fascinate you
Find open clouds it's almost 3 seconds
I don't feel remorse or regret
The only regret I have is not dying sooner.

Again you glare like i am not there
Bring forth your memories
I am the one you've loved
Care not if you must,
what we h've shared can never fade
Dare to hide the longing feelings?
the truth is so startling nature calls forth her anger
Exaggerated amnesia,
that only in my presence seem to upfront
Why do you lie?
I know you remember me just tell me
So that I can hold you.

Scream if you must
But know it is only the two of us in this emptiness
And if my words lack trust
Understand humanity is marked by ignorance.

Am I beautiful?
Do I seem like I deserve loneliness?
Like depression would ever find comfort in such celestial beauty?
Do you question my presence in this ugliness?

For in your eyes I'm too beautiful
Like a star for it only belongs in the constellations
Along with a numerous number of other blue white painted stars
Is it not so?
And yet the same fate has befallen us.

Darling I am but a facade
For my Visage is as broken as the world
For my soul is either black nor white
And this heart has holes deeper than any abyss an empty soul can mend.

You see I have walked where only beasts trod
Where souls are ****** and where gods fought
And yet in the destruction of it all
I still can't find myself
A lost soul lost to eternity and paused time
And so I found it beautiful and alluring to give in to the darkness right in front of me.

But you're just like me
The roots as well as the tree
There's no earth willing
Not a soul so forgiving
And no God in this oblivion
Yet we hope in astonishment for miracle healing...
That our cuts and bruises would seize to exist
And our desire for death would evaporate and seize to persist.

But we found each other where souls meet
It can only mean the despair
Our desire to quell our thirst done its deed.