I often ponder why all of the thoughts in my head won't ever repent
I sit in isolated silence sickenly sticking together my sins
Into a monster of evident evil that I cannot ever repent
I sit in isolate silence saying I'm better off dead in my head
I keep on pacing and pacing and pondering all of the opportunities
I've lost and
The chaining of wailing and screaming is muted by isolate silencing
I am repressing the screams out for help that I want to ignite and
I cant seem to expel all my feelings because I'm trapped deep inside of the dark of the night and
I just keep been praying with faithless intent for someone to shed
light and
All the self hatred, pity, and loathe builds up to a wall that I cannot subside, and I
Feel so alone in my head, the condition of pain is keeping me pressed
against, the wall i build up inside of my head, that blocks off all faith that I had
I'm alone in my head, and it seems can't ever never relax
I feel like I'm gonna crash, I feel like I'm gonna burst
Load up some lead in the back of my throat, blow out the back just to end out my course.

'' Honestly, all of this cynical rhetoric's simply absurd
  Every person has worth. All that are birthed from this earth
  shall have definite meaning, your pleading and screaming,
  I can assure, will be heard. No longer shall you feel hurt.
  Loosen the binds to your mind you have sewn to the ground,
  they confine all your thoughts and leave darkness so clouded.
  Remember, remember, through all of your respite. Every
  memory leaving a spark in your eye. Cause, in what better a
  place do we look to the stars than inside of the dark of the night?''


~ And the man sighed deeply, setting down the 9 mm pistol... ~