Am I alive or am I dead?
My greatest regrets repeating in my head.
Feeling so empty and cold,
Like a puddle of my own blood,
Forming the Silhouette of a mold.
Wondering if I'll ever be missed?
Trapped in my own darkness..
Lost to the lucidity of my mind.
The depression, a war in time.
Counting down the days left in my life line.
Lost in all these sill rhymes,
Trying to breathe, but no longer living,
Lost all hope.
Lost all meaning.
Confused with what is real.
Saying grace at my last meal.
Counting down the seconds till death.
Watching in hell as they put me to rest.