Something inside of me is dying
And I don't know what.
There are SO many people in this world
Still sticky lifeless corpse eyes
Rife with the scent of death
Left of the side of the road
Forgotten in the sun to bake.

There are even more lonely people.
Something inside me screams
"LET IT DIE"
I simply can't admit it
I don't think I have a choice anymore
It. Is.
Killing me.