It just bursts forth,
The violence of emotion.
It completely incapacitates,
Creating a commotion.

Chaos ensues,
It's blinking from dark to light.
Now you're left to wonder,
Who's the enemy, who to fight.

It'll be easier to hide,
To pretend none of it's real.
Because with this violence,
It's just too much to feel.

You'd rather surrender,
Rather have none of this pain.
But insanity is vicious,
And you've got no one to complain.

This violence is cruel,
The emotional battle is crippling.
You're left breathless,
As the effects are just rippling.

In the midst of this disarray,
You plead to be saved.
But they're blind to the violence,
Their indifference is just depraved.

You feel like you've gone mad,
As the chaos is just raging on,
There's no way to explain it,
So.. you just end up staying silent.

I have died.
I have finally surrendered.
It's over.
My soul has been rendered.

Now all I see is dark,
But there is no pain.
It's empty and black,
Depression reigns.

A shell is all that's left,
There's only death inside.
I've cracked.
There's no need to hide.

I feel no fear now.
It's not like anything could hurt.
I'm dead.
This you cannot try to avert.

When this shell will crack,
They'll say I died of suicide.
But that's a pathetic lie,
Because I've been dead long inside.

It's dark and quiet.
It won't go on for much too long.
Suicide will be fun.
Doing it at this point is not wrong.

I have given up.
I say it with no emotion.
This pleasant darkness,
Dims the previous commotion.

It's completely silent.
No more chaos inside.
I like this darkness.
I have died.