I don't have that much love left to give
I don't have that much time left to live
Its become so daunting & arduous
In a constant war with Lucifer,
Yet before he departs he brings a parting gift

Turned to substances in search of Bliss
Even so the pain still persists
Life is a fog that I cannot simply dismiss
No relief to be found,
Lost for eternity wandering forever in the mist

Desperate for a sense of peace & solace
Spiting God wishing I had never even exist
Instantaneously filled with regret but unable to resist
In the mirror stands my executioner,
Maniacally laughing as I tremble in his midst

Felt an itch right beneath my fist
Scratched & clawed until I slit my wrist
Now I'm sure you got the gist
Blood covers the entire ground,
Not a single spot missed

Thoughts of where things went amiss
Begin to cry and remenice
As I plunge deeper into the abyss
Loss of any type consciousness
Now I truly understand pure Bliss

Salutations,
With a kiss


-Ajm