Left for dead.
Get the **** out of my head.
The feelings I had were mine.
But now I’m stuck drifting through your made up disguises.
What’s the point of keeping me here if everything I am is something you’re stuck hiding?
I’m losing my ******* mind.
And I can’t stop thinking about my lack of time.
So I guess I’ll never appreciate the sun shine.
Because nothing that’s going on leads to anything other than my demise.

Nothing will ever be clear if the fuckery never ends. The truth is always twisted because they don’t care or listen to anything that makes sense. So while I’m trying to get my mind back that they’ll probably always deny. I’ll just sit here writing rhymes wondering why I ever even wanted more time

There is no god anymore. He's an imposter.
When people stopped being pure, the psychopathic sadists came up with too much to foster.
There's no hope for anything with meaning.
All people are is ignorant and greedy.
No one is deserving, and the cult won't stop.
Is it a cult or the universe? This is a sickening plot.
You can't treat everyone you people don't like as your slaves.
Life is nothing but guilty parasitic liars and their games.
What is power if you cheat your way There?
And do whatever you want and dont care what's left anywhere?
Life could never last with this contorted reality of corruption.
I guess the ignorant sadists won because there's no way to rise above it.
******* all for the lives you ripped away, without any hope for any better day.
Life is nothing but death lingering on a page.
No one is deserving. There will never be another way.
So as you people keep playing god and the devil and karma, having everything you feel that life should be, it's no wonder life is this corrupt. And people lie, cheat and steal. And ruin those who can't see.
So keep playing games with your "immortal" personas. This is all a hoax. Everyone might as well be in a ******* coma.
Why is everything based on everyone's lies. All of your lying and stealing makes you all need a new disguise.
But all of the wrong genes have spread their way across everywhere they should have never gone.
Everyone involved should have been ******* rid from this world or suffering for their sins before anything went this wrong.

Snaking you’re way into my being.
Pretending to be my friend why the **** are people so deceiving.
I’m not gunna waste my time grieving, all I want is to focus on leaving.
I’m not me and I want to gauge out their eyes.
Nail their eye sockets shut for bringing on my untimely demise.
So why don’t they stop hiding behind their misconstrued disguise?
I would hack your skull to pieces but there’s not enough time.
So as I hope they get the karma for the things they do, I’ll try not to suffer in these horrendous shoes.
I’d rip out your tongue so there’s no more lies.
But I can’t cause these people enough pain.
So get the **** away from me and rot starting from your insides.

There’s no sense coming from any direction.
What’s lacking is the good and any sense of recollection.
Life is misconstrued because the liars cover everything up.
There will never be good or any meaning if everyone is so corrupt.
Before it ever started I already had enough.
I’m sick and tired of living through everyone’s bluffs.
What is life if it’s only based on lies?
If you scratch their surface there’s nothing that’s theirs inside.
So why the **** are all of these parasites bringing my demise?
They made me like them because they hate what they hide.
Any sort of value never existed.
Because these bigoted sadists have life twisted.
It’s not survival of the ******* fittest.
It’s their ignorant cult like army who can’t accept anything unless they’re “winning”.
So congratulations on ruining life.
It’s safe to say nothing will ever matter if this is seriously what you all make life.

Life holds no value. Everyone's corrupt.
There will never be meaning because it's just everyone's misconstrued bluffs.
So why is life just a petty parasitic game?
I don't care anymore, why don't we all just get slain?

Sick of you peoples petty charade.
Life isn’t a series of senseless games.
You people are too self absorbed I can’t stay sane, from your pointless ultimatums and bringing petty pain.
There’s never been much of a way out.
All you people do is fill my days with ******* and doubt.
If there were a way to escape I would have already turned the page.
This life is unbearable I hope you all suffer the same.

Keeping someone suffering is a sadistic and petty ploy.
You people play the good guys and **** out any joy.
I’m not your puppet or slave but you treat me as your toy.
There’s nothing left in this vessel, just a worn out void.
So as I hope you all stop spreading your parasitic hate,
I’ll hope you all suffer worse because with you bigots it doesn’t matter what’s at stake.

No torture could satisfy the thirst.
To torment you people for making this life the worst.
Every time before I was never in denial, I don’t know your lies but I was only a child.
To get even would be to **** you to the worst layer of hell.
Rotting and burning with no way out.
Feeling agonizing pain for the rest of eternity.
Is this why you keep me oblivious?
Because I can no longer fathom any peace life could ever bring.
So as I try to get used to the sting that the rest of my life will hold,
I’ll try not to think about my brutal death that you’re all dying to unfold.
So **** the ones who keep the lies going.
The world if not the universe is ****** and I have no desire to keep going.
I guess I know these people will never get What’s coming, because they put it onto others because they’ll never stop bluffing.
So as “evil” takes over I won’t care if it’s hell on earth, I don’t get why you want that but I hope whatever happens to you hurts worse.

I just want to feel with all of my heart.
But my life has been stolen from me, and I’ve been taken apart.
How do you live when you’re mostly numb?
Most days I feel like a sociopath, how will I overcome?
Some days the feeling comes creeping back in, but I miss the flood when I would just take it all in.
How do I find it in me to grow?
Do I have any hope?
So as I keep my throat away from the rope,
I’ll try not to fall down this slippery *****.

The light is fading, my being is breaking.
Everything’s torn, and it’s my world that’s shaking.
There’s no way out, and it’s not about doubt.
I wish there was a path I could take but it’s my demise that’s my way out.
So as I look back on the beauty I used to see in the world, I’ll wonder why it’s only the despicable to unfurl.
Maybe I’d see that the problems were always around me, but it wasn’t in me to realize that it was always my life that would get washed away in the tides.
And I guess that means this life was never meant for me.

This sickness is killing me.
Why can’t this just be a bad dream?
The aching is setting in, and I’m starting to drown.
I’ve been lost for so long, will I ever be found?
It feels like I’m hidden in the depths of the ocean.
Never catching my breath, struggling to be me.
Who am I?
Can I get myself back?
There are far too many things that I lack.
So while I try to keep up with the sun,
I’ll appreciate the stars that still shine in darkness.
And try not to feel so heartless.

Life is a catastrophic hoax and it makes no sense.
Life should mean something and not make you wish for death.
If only the parasites infecting my life would give it a rest, maybe there would be a way out instead of filling up my days with their orchestrated petty mess.
So as I hope that one day I’ll be able to actually breathe, maybe one day the people who need will be able to see.
Life isn’t supposed to be a catastrophe.
But there is nothing good left so let me bleed.

When everything always seems to leave.
What do you do to change the world you perceive?
Is there somewhere I could go with a little more hope?
I feel like by the end of this there will be a noose around my throat.
But I want to try to make this life count.
A change in the rhythm, maybe another sound.
So how can I live the life I’ve always dreamed of?
Something tells me I’m not enough.
So as I try to change things for the better, I’ll try to put together different letters and hope that in the future I’m more put together.

Life makes no sense no matter what side you're on.
Everything ends up being petty, does it even matter that they're all wrong?
The truth stays misconstrued, i'm still lost and have no will to continue.
So as i look at the different hues in the sky, i'll wonder why my life is just an endless setup to my demise.
And try to have hope that it won't be too brutal this time.

My life got ripped away from the fibres of my being.
No soul.
No home.
All that’s left are broken bones.
And I’m always left on my own.
How do I put some colour into my bleak world?
Will there ever be hope for something beautiful to unfurl?
I guess while I try to put stars in the sky I’ll try not to hide because fearing my demise is a waste of time. But I feel like nothing will ever be mine.
If only for once something could work out before I’m at the end of the line.

Plagued by the images in my head.
**** them all I’d rather be dead.
Their conniving game turned me into someone with little acceptance.
Now I’m left waiting for my death bed.
I’m losing respect for almost everyone I’ve encountered.
Slowly turning into a monster.
Why did they take it this far?
Just let me tear open my scars.
Because there’s no way in hell they’ll stop tearing me apart.

So much fuckery I just want to scream.
Why can’t all of this be just a bad dream?
My life for too long has been falling apart at the seams.
And I still can’t figure out what all of this means.
What kind of people leave someone so crippled in life?
It’s just a continuous struggle that’s just a ripple of strife.
I can’t even make anything of my contradicting life.
Because all anyone does is lead me to the knife.

Can’t escape being toyed with.
Why is everything in such remiss?
Will I ever feel bliss?
Everything is coming together and falling apart I can’t live like this.
So how do I get past these burdens they keep throwing my way?
It doesn’t make it easy when no one ever stays.
How can you live a life alone with only the bottle and these words?
I don’t know why but somehow it doesn’t really hurt.
I guess I need to find a little more self worth.
Before things get worse and I’m dragged in the dirt.

As life unfolds it seems like a contorted trick.
I don’t know where I’m headed but most of these people are making me sick.
How do I find a brighter hue to live?
I don’t know who I am but there’s nothing in me to give.
But what could I give when all they used to do was take?
This life is so twisted I never thought it could ever be this type of charade.
I know I can’t take it so what’s with all the lies?
No one shows their true colours, it’s distorted through their disguise.
So how did things get so out of hand?
It’s like a deformed form of torture and there’s no place for me to stand.
So while I try to dodge their master plan, I’ll try to climb out of this pit, any way I can.
But it seems I’m tied down and maybe in a cage, I’m sorry for getting so bad but these people always seem to fill me with rage.

Blackened hues, so misconstrued.
There’s always been hope for you.
You just need to find your shoes.
I’m sorry too.
This feels like hell.
I’m nothing but a shell.
I hope you don’t dwell as you try to live a better life as well.
As I try to get out of this spell.

Suffocating in the turmoil that surrounds me.
Always stuck in the crossfire.
But when did the war start?
It’s gotten the best of my being and my heart.
Everything has already falling apart.
My almost lifeless corpse is being dragged through the dark.
But why is life such a storm?
It gets sunny for a minute only to start to come crashing down again.
I don’t know why there’s no way out of this chaotic web.
But if life ever had any meaning this mess would start to make sense.

What happened to anything pure?
My life is a sadistic senseless blur.
You people ****** me dry of any self worth.
And all these parasites care about is their ignorant "work".
So while i continue to live as a puppet like slave,
I'll try not to succumb to you people's worthless games.
All i see are liars who don't deserve to live another day.
And i'm no different, other than the lies but none of this makes sense and you're all so entitled that there's no other way.

You people live for petty sadism.
While there is no meaning in what you people preach,
You all live your lives in deceit.
Making the weak plea for things that there would never be a need.
So while you people live on your hell bent greed,
I'll hope this despicable mess falls apart at you people's feet.
Because all of this petty torment is ruining life at the seams.
And none of you people care because all you all care about is your egos, power and irrelevant petty needs.

Life is like a petty ******* game, and it’s driving me insane.
I don’t know why it has to be like this.
But to never return is my only wish.
I don’t get how people can do such horrendous things.
Playing on the weak and there’s no peace it brings.
So what’s with all of these given disorders?
I’m lost and I don’t care to be found I’m just trapped in a corner.
So how did things end up like this?
I don’t care anymore I’m just trapped in remiss.

I’m getting sick of dragging my corpse around.
I tried to find another sound.
But everything’s been crashing down, and I don’t even want anyone around.
So how do I breathe some life into my soul?
I’m so ******* tired and this is getting so old.
If I could I’d be the light and try to live life right.
But the horizon is out of sight, and it’s hard to make it through the night.

Too many cracks in my mind and I can’t always tell whose hiding inside.
How can I tell who’s wearing a disguise, or contorting my being to someone I can’t really recognize?
I don’t understand why they have such a strong hold, but as things unfold I can see that they’re changing me too much as well as growing cold.
Why is it like an army against me?
They cover up the truth because they don’t like their crude reality.
So why do they put the blame on others?
It’s not an easy thing to overcome and it can leave you feeling smothered.
So as I try to figure out what to do next,
I’ll try to be me again and feel something mine in my chest.
Instead of all the given feelings they leave me with, this isn’t the way life should be lived I just wish they would get out of my head.

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”.

Petty games.
Why is life filled with lies and senseless disdain.
I can't stay sane, because everyone's eyes are filled with hate and most people are the same with the masquerade they play.
So why can't i get out of the pit they dug?
Life makes no sense and most people are fake or smug.
I don't know why i always get trapped in their sequence, but it feels like something that should just get dismissed.
But instead it's my life that stays in remiss.
All of this nonsense is driving me insane.
I need to find a way out because i don't see life as this ****** up petty game.

Trapped in this parasitic belligerent mess.
If karma was real it would be off with everyone's heads.
You people are so ******* heartless and corrupt, hell ******* knows you'll all never have enough.
So as your overly glorified minds keep filling up with greed,
I'll hope if there's anyone good they'll see and be able to leave.
Because your cancerous disease never ceases to spread.
So ******* people's cult like alliance we're all better off dead.

Life is misconstrued because no one feels like staying in their own shoes.
I don’t even care that I don’t know what to do because life is nothing but a blackened hue.
So as I hope to see streams of red come streaming from your eyes, as I sit there and wait to witness your merciless demise.
Too bad I’m not strong enough for those twists and ties. I’d mutilate you to hell for all of your petty lies.
So as I hope all of you burn, I’ll try to remember a time where life itself had any sort of worth.
You say you’re elite, but this is one sided.
Maybe it’s not only me whose blinded.
But when life is just a contorted mess, to get whatever you see “fit” not caring about the rest.
I would gladly tear my insides out of my chest.
But I’ll never Rest In Peace until I rip your organs to shreds.

A slave to your petty torment.
You parasitic bigots should give it a rest.
There's no good anywhere, what happens next?
Stop rearranging my fate, because there's already no hope, just death.
So as the web of lies keeps growing, it's you people's pre determined fate for me that's unfolding.
All of your hate keeps showing.
And i don't care when i leave because it's just a slimy life you people keep going.

There's little to no way out.
This isn't doubt.
I'm trapped in you people's petty lies.
Everyone always keeps their disguise.
But when they show their true colours, it's just a disgrace.
No wonder why you people hide your true face.
Why keep me with your given disorders?
You people ruined life itself, there is absolutely no order.
So as i try to get out of the mess you people call "life".
I'll wonder why i can't succumb to the knife.
Because all you people do is bring strife, and plan for people to suffer and not survive.

There's nowhere left to watch the flowers bloom,
or not be alone in a crowded room.
It seems all that's left is my merciless tomb.
And the end of fates for me and hopefully not those that i hold closest to.
So as i try to see clearer on this petty senseless web.
I'll realize that there's no value intertwined it's just their cult and the ones they want dead.
So as i reach my final breath i'll hope they give it a rest.
But there has never been less meaning or sense in this valueless mess.

Why is life a demented race?
People blinded hiding their face.
What happened to anything with meaning?
This is a ****** up orchestra that’s only deceiving.
So why is everyone’s eyes filled with hate?
Bigots lying and destroying everything in place.
Maybe there does have to be a change.
But it doesn’t have to start with these petty lies and games.
So as I hope you’ll all rot, I’ll try not to be distraught.
It’s ignorance that’s been bought.
And you were all the ones who taught.
If I could get revenge I wouldn’t hesitate, to make you all suffer for all of this and not ever get anything other than erased.

Life is too deceiving and I can’t brush off the embers of my smouldering life.
It doesn’t matter which path I take because they all only care about my demise.
So as the peices turn to shards it still doesn’t make sense.
The only thing that makes sense is that it’s life that I regret.

I guess hiding in my dreams gives me new scenery.
But some things are deceiving, will I ever find some peace?
Is my life still falling apart at the seams?
Or is there hope to construct a better reality?
Something tells me I’ll always be a lost soul.
Searching and wandering until death takes its toll.
I guess it’s not in my fate to have another to hold.
I guess I better find myself and rebuild what’s been done to my lost soul.

My eyes are filled with hate.
******* all for trapping me I hope you all reach your end and can’t escape.
I also hope you all suffer worse.
You all rob everyone of everything and expect it not to hurt.
So as I try to ignore this petty mess.
I hope you’re all left with regrets and more ******* common sense.
Just ******* let me off myself.
Because you all tarnished everything good and I can do nothing but dwell in this merciless shell.

Why do I always get cast out on my own?Everything of value got ****** away, maybe that’s why I can’t find my way home. I just wish I didn’t have to spend so much time alone. But now all I’m left with is an empty heart made of stone.

How do I get out of this mess?
And regain whatever feelings were mine in my chest?
The masquerade is like an army filled with hate.
Why the **** did they take it this far? There’s no way to escape.
I let them turn me into a person I swore I’d never be.
What drives people to try to lead someone into insanity?
So as I hope that I’ll break free and never return.
I’ll just watch in the distance as I hope they all burn.

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.

How far will people get before the stakes are too high?
Is it only me fearing my demise?
I don’t know if it’s just me but things seem catastrophic.
**** the masquerade, why do they love this?
How many people will they **** over before things get too dire?
**** my time here people are such ******* liars.
Before things got too contorted and distorted, I wanted to see the beauty in the world. But no one else seemed to be for it.
So as I watch my life crash before my eyes, trying to figure out how to get out of this mess and figure out all of their lies.
I’ll hope that the ones who stay in my life aren’t wearing a disguise.
Because no one seems true and I barely even care about my demise.

All this torment and there will never be peace.
Why did this start because there's no point i can see.
All of this is senseless petty slavery.
Stop dictating my life with your corrupted minds filled with false power and greed.
No one should go through you people's played out web of lies.
And you all cover everything up with your mindless disguise.
So as i hope you all burn or get swallowed by the earth, i'll wonder when it'll be my turn.
Because you people rob people of everything and leave them with no self worth.

I want to tear open my chest and see if my hearts still beating.
Split open my limbs and see if I can keep breathing.
But I can’t see any of this me conceiving.
The end is nigh and I’ll probably be left broken and bleeding.
So as I drag this corpse of whoever I am now through the final stakes.
I’ll say one last ******* because all there ever is is hate.

Manipulating lives, ignorance in disguise.
What is with all the fuckery?
I think I’m gunna end up losing my sanity.
Why do people care so much about vanity?
I’m slowly becoming more me.
But there will never be a key.
It doesn’t bother me now.
So I’ll try to stay as sane as possible as I try not to take the final bow.

There’s no hope or beauty in this mess.
Just dishonesty and corruption and people trying to be “their best”.
So what’s left in this petty torment?
My existence is covered up but everyone’s for it.
I wish I could rise up and break out of this cage, I’m sick of being trapped and having to look at life their way.
But if this is life, then everyone’s doomed.
You can’t live a life tearing others down, there’s no room to live through a truth so misconstrued.
So as I try to figure out a way to break free, I’ll hope the ones who plan this petty slavery learn that this isn’t me, it’s what they bring with their blinded army.

The shots never cease.
I’m always burning from within.
Why didn’t I just not panic and let the sadness win.
I guess if you’re hopeless for too long nothing will ever be right.
But it doesn’t matter when it’s you against the mass and you can’t sleep through the night.
Why do I care so much about ounces of hope that come and go?
I guess that’s what happens when you’re always alone.
So as I try not to let them further damage my spirit, I’ll keep trying to be strong but death I still fear it.
I guess I’m nearing the final page, I guess it was always too late. If only I wasn’t so stupid and made such grave mistakes.

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.

Sick of the *******, and the endless petty lies.
Sick of you people dictating my life, and trying to choose when i die.
All of this is such a disgrace.
I will probably never again wear a genuine smile on my face.

The days go by, and there's little life left in this vessel.
Just an ever changing burden of everyone whose infected my being.
Was this mind ever mine? Or were you always entitled to everything i am?
No matter your plans, i hope they turn to sand.
Because there's no escape in this parasitic hand.
And nowhere to go that doesn't let me escape being hell bent from you digging me deeper into this pit.
Just hate and anger and fleeting feelings that never stay.
I need to get away but i'd rather be blown to ashes than go through your petty ******* for another day.