your oppression,
my depression
A struggle between
right and wrong
direction-less presence
facading happiness.

just tell me i will be missed,
my leaving will not be wished.

just one last kiss
one last glimpse,
what the future could hold
i feel it slipping away,
one last time.

where has it all gone
because its all torn
its getting harder to hide
this pain in my side

now i got this medicine
some call a toxin.
ill only take one or maybe two,
ended up with no ******* virtue.
had about eight or maybe nine,
well i didnt really feel that fine
to begin with, things didnt feel right.
but now i see a little more light.
but when i wake up from this
there will be strife
because i want to end my **** ******* life

you wake up
you can feel it
you can make sense of it

it grasps you, it’s heavy
acknowledging what it wants

it takes hold of you
******* every average trend that you possess
to produce this vapid lifeless individual
you call human
that you have become.

no matter how far you run
it will always chase you
its not any fun

just that step ahead
waiting for your faults and indecisions
you try for a desperate attempt to resist

but it has you
you surrender
you sit…alone...
it takes over.