When you have no hope, and everyone's been waiting for you to choke, death is only a salvation if you're at the end of the road.
I've been trapped for too long, there's no comfort in songs or dreams.
Everyone keeps their wrong judgment and behaviour going so it's always my life falling apart at the seams.
None of this makes any sense, so i guess it doesn't matter what anyone thinks it means.
You don't torture someone their entire existence and expect them to see what your sadistic bigotry seems to be.
But when you're stuck in a hell hole it doesn't matter what's next.
Because all of you people's planning and pre determination makes me wish me and my consciousness would just ******* drop dead.
So ******* all to burn, you all took any feeling and logic that could ever unfurl.
I'm a shard of what you people decided i am. There's no part of me that i can see i ever was. There's no part of who i am left, just your despicable plan to leave me in the dust.
I don't get your petty mind games and need for control.
**** your parasitic army, there is nothing but your chaotic web of lies to unfold.