I don’t have a purpose
There is no end
I lost my best friend
Because of my own breath
Who am I then?
Not seeing you next to me in bed
If I had a bullet it’d go straight through
My head
I am made of toxins
Materials that don’t belong
I don’t know why I was born
I don’t want to live too long.
Cut myself up over you
Can’t blame you
Sweetheart
I’m unlovable,
Full of poison
Bleed me
Let me die.
The silence is agonizing
My heart is spent
The mirror looks at me
Who am I
Im ready to die.