It’s welling up, it’s closing in.
I’ve waited for the end since this all began.
Like the petal of a rose decomposing in the dirt.
my sanity has withered into nothing but hurt.
A distant memory that I’ve driven away,
how long will I last before I give up and say
"fuck it I’m done. Today’s the day
that I’m done with this shit. I’m going away
and not coming back. My new home’s the grave.”
I can only imagine its coming up fast.
My world is collapsing, this isn’t going to last.
Maybe I’ll say my goodbyes and wish everyone well
and tell everybody I’ll see them in hell.
But that shit isn’t real, death is only the black.
A dreamless sleep from which you never come back.
I’ll open my arms and greet it with relief.
The blackness will welcome me, and I’ll finally know peace.