The sun is shining, we poets are rhyming.
Others might be out to bathe, but we fill our sheets with creative parts.
This is a thirty second writing, as I am freestyling the way I am diving.

Very good because I am not bad and now I am good and good is good and bad is bad that's why I feel good and not bad because to feel bad isn't really good that's why I rather feel good than bad, like I mean having good feelings are always better than bad feelings, that's why I always try to feel good and not bad, so yes I am really good because today I don't feel so bad, that's pretty good right, also there are days where I feel really bad and that's not so good, but it should be good I mean if I don't feel bad then it would be good, you know like bad feelings are just bad so as I said I do kinda aim for a good feeling, you know yes, so I feel good I think, but I am not really sure could be kinda bad aswell, how are you doing?

I thought I will not cry, but now I am here.
and my eye is dropping a tear,
I am drowning my fear, with beer.

Thought I could handle this, but now I just miss.
Everyone, around me, nothing left.

You stole my heart and planned this theft.
I want it back, but it's gone for all this time.
I wish I could just report this as a crime.

Breaking me inside, even though there was no right.
What have I done wrong, why could we not get along.
Why does this pain last so long.

I just wanna leave, but you make my feelings deaf.
I thought you were my tree, holding to it's leaf.
But it just took a breeze, and it made me leave.

You beg me to forgive, but how should I forgive something like this.
You've broken me inside, tonight.
I always stood close to you, tight.

I am done, but now I feel so lonesome.
What does this mean, where have you been.
You've told me you were doing some important stuff, until I noticed that I wasn't enough.

Love isn't always nice,
it turned me as cold as ice
and my heart is freezing,
yet I am still breathing.

I just want to stop existing,
as I speak and you're not listening.

I am standing outside on my balcony, it's late night, cold and I am freezing.
I hold a cigarret in my hand and it's poison is what I am breathing.
I am aware of it, that it can be deadly, but I still consume.
It's because I am addicted, and afflicted but afterwards I'll just get back into my room.

Returning, but my lungs are still burning.
It feels good, for a while, until you realise that you might die.
But who cares, everything you do might be deadly, and it's dreadly.

There's nothing right, neither there's something wrong,
it depends on the persons opinion.

You should not judge, neither critisize, rather respect and understand.
Because that's what you'd prefer in the end.

I am going for another one, the last one wasn't enough.
Outside again, still freezing and again I am breathing.
I can feel the poison inside of me, it's noxious and obnoxious.
But for some reason I still enjoy, it must be a ploy.

Here I am passing by, passing by until the day I die.

I am writing late night, late night, because I cannot keep up the fight.

I am drowning in my feelings, my feelings are unbreakable sealings.

There's something in my heart, in my heart and it feels like it's falling apart, apart.

The motivation to keep on going, has stopped growing, there's nothing worthy left, it will be an eternal rest.

But I can't allow myself to quit, to quit, because I am not the person who's gonna give up too quick, too quick.

So... Here I am passing by, passing by until the day I die.

I am a demon,  who's causing your internal bleeding.
You've made contract with me, I did not force you to agree.
Just once you wanted to feel strong, but I shatter these mortals all along.
I am in charge of your body, having full control, that's my hobby.
I can do everything with your soul, it will burn like coal.

Tasty, how I am feasting on your miserable feelings.
You beg me to leave, but not as long as you breathe.
Death, that's the only way out, there's nothing else, I doubt.
I can feel your body aching, but soon the pain will be fading.
Just end your agony already, suicide is the only thing which is necessary.

Don't try to resist, look at you, you can't even endure to exist.
I am waiting for the moment, for you to yell: PLEASE END THIS TORMENT.
Let me fulfill your wish, I am giving you the Death's Kiss.
These are the last seconds for you and finally you got through.
Now I am unleashed, this time I'll remain undefeated.

Just a fading soul
may it contain all the strength
to arrive heaven