Sep 2015
Life is my grave
Yet I don't rest in peace
Dirt clogs up my windpipe
Bugs crawl into my ears
The blackness engulfs my vision
And I gasp for breathe
As the ******* stab me
Relentlessly in the back
With cruel whispers and rumors
Predatory glints in their eyes
Finally choking me
*With their hypocrisy
Yet I don't rest in peace
Dirt clogs up my windpipe
Bugs crawl into my ears
The blackness engulfs my vision
And I gasp for breathe
As the ******* stab me
Relentlessly in the back
With cruel whispers and rumors
Predatory glints in their eyes
Finally choking me
*With their hypocrisy
//Sad to say this is life. Trust is like handing your heart to a person along with a knife//
