I'll just stay and linger on
Until of natural causes I am gone
Seems the suffering can continue
I'm still ordering from this menu
My demons still can feed
My monster I still will need
My twisted life shall fallow and ensue
To push on is all I can do
I say this as I'm lying in my bed
Facing the next minutes with dread
Can't even think about the days to come
Think I need a lot more ***
If I sleep long enough, will I sleep through all I suffer
Buried here under the cover

Suffocation isn’t always hand on neck,
Squeezing, pressing down,
Blocking off air death.
Suffocation is the man with his tie tightened around his tender neck
Every morning 5 am
He is told he needs to work hard (and overtime) to feed his family
Does he not care about them?
Whittle his soul down to a single strand of consciousness,
Again and again,
Exhausted, stressed
Failing relationships,
Doesn’t speak to parents,
Hasn’t seen wife in 3 weeks
But work, yes bills, more important.
Work till you die,
Profit first everything else second.
Suffocation is the student,
Hand squeezing pen,
Eyes shut,
Failed another test,
She didn’t have time to study,
Deadlines,
Homework,
Projects,
overwhelming,
pushing her down,
tries to scream fails can't breathe,
silent cries for help unnoticed,
passion for learning depleted cold and dark and alone,
anxious, trembling, when will the next test be when will the next failure come when

suffocating dying restricted.
not always hand on neck restricting.
Sometimes, it's the restriction of the mind;restriction of the soul.

The World Doesn't Care

You are afraid
Leading into a cascade
The World Doesn't Care

Your struggle
That's your trouble
The World Doesn't Care

Show you are afraid
Show your struggle
Cascade
&
Trouble

Clearly define your fight
Grit and show your bite
The World Will Care

I velcroed a smile to my face
I'd sometimes peel it but nowadays
I can't even take it off *** it always stays unless someone's poor soul decides to ****** it away
Never the less I always look gay
Even when I'm legitimately mad
I got so used to smiling That I can't frown
All I can do is stare at the oh too familiar ground
And yet still I have that fake ole grin on my face
Cheesing so hard you can still smell my toothpaste
Been **** this since 6 grade Did I forget to mention
An now my whole life feels like I've been living in detention
If only I'd chose to Stop my actions
There'd be a Prevention
Practice makes permanent
So I gotta be persistent
And slowly get my life back together it's a mission
Slowly come back to existence
No I don't need your assistance
I'm getting on the right track transforming into an optimistic

Insufferable suffering at the heart of sulphur intent.
Resolute in repetition, caustic in touch,
austere in intent;
ruffles words and mixes in ego‘s promise of absolute within.
Endless shining perfection.
Clarity personified.
Morals petrified to a solemn stone reminder of sin.
All suffer; in the dead heart
Of powers self pleasuring whim.