Can I not be free
From the shackles
That are my pain
Each link in the chain
A symbol to each sin

Can I not die
From the suicide
That is my poetry
Each line on the paper
A symbol to each scar

I want to be free
I want to die
I can't take it anymore
I have grown so weak
I have no strength to fight on
And don't you dare tell me
To have faith in God
Because all that ******* gave me
Along with all his false disciples
Was a finer from the heavens
With a royal *******
Whispered on the winds
I want to touch my darkness
Feel my oblivion enclosing
I want to ******* blood
Let the flavor linger on my tongue
I want to smell my decay
Sniffing the decadent aroma
I want to no longer hear my voice
Reply to those in my head
I want to see the world collapse
Watch as it falls into peace
But sadly some things are impossible to obtain
At least on your own
But one thing I can obtain
Is being free and dead
:) finally reaching peace (: