This life is sickening.
All it holds is bigoted “sadists” with no value other than how much power they can have.
So where’s the meaning?
It’s only deceiving.
I guess I’ve stopped grieving.
But this page now holds a valueless vessel, encased by this sickening shell.
All I can do is dwell.
My life feels like a circle of hell.
And death is always the only way out.
So as I hope you all rot for this merciless petty mess.
I’ll hope that one day life is more than a valueless, senseless, meaningless, misconstrued, petty ******* mess.

And maybe it’s not up to date.
But my life has led me to make such grave mistakes.
Maybe I shouldn’t lock the gate.
But when things unfold it’s up to my mistakes.
I know that things should be easier.
But it doesn’t give way for life to unfurl.
So why can’t I just keep my eyes on the sky?
It doesn’t make it easier for the sun to shine.
So as I wait for that opalescent moon to glow,
It shouldn’t make it harder for the sun to show.
I don’t know what it’ll take for the stars to glow.
I’m not sure what’s left, but as long as the stars still shine there will always be something that glows.

Life is a mindless petty game.
There’s never a way out just stupid games driving you insane.
When people are just conniving and fueled by their egos and greed, there’s no meaning to be found but they don’t care if they can see.
So as I crash headfirst into my demise, I’ll wonder why there’s even a sun that shines.
Because when life holds no value no one will care how much you cry.

Life is tiring because all it ever is, is people tearing it apart.
There’s no hope to last, and lack of heart.
So how did it unfold into this merciless charade?
**** it all you people deserve to get slain.

I guess you can’t be poetic when they keep your bad moments never ending with no hope unless it’s someone else’s. And life becomes meaningless because you see no good around you.

With all of you peoples torment I can’t be sane.
But it looks like life is turning the page.
I just met you Ava but I want to keep you safe.
But with the way my life unfolds there might not be a way.
So as I hope to watch you grow up to be the you you want to be, I’ll hope things don’t stay this way, because you’re almost the only thing I want to be okay.

Everything is senseless.
Why is there so much room for hate?
Life seems more or less pretentious, how do you escape?
With this chaotic web of lies unraveling my predetermined and merciless demise, it seems like there was never any room for the sun to shine.
So in my final days, I’ll keep in mind it was impossible to turn the page.
Because all these corrupted sadists love driving people insane, so there’s never any other way, just what they decide to be your fate.
no matter what’s at stake, it’s just hate feeding hate, and this petty ****** up charade of a game.
So as I hope you all get what you gave,  in your despicable ways, ill wish I lived my life any other way.
As I hope I never get stuck in the tides of what you people decided was “the way”.