Send me a dark angel
Who's felt the same pain as me
Show yourself to me
Ease the suffering if you dare
And i'll ease yours
We can forget everything
And exist without sorrow

I don't understand how people can live like this
The world is just a giant cage
Everybody is trying to control each other
Is it just because they aren't in control of their own lives?

The government controls it's people
Instead of making the world happier and safer
They demand conformity..
The entire human race does

Religion tells you how to act
Most of them don't even understand their own religion
Their beliefs have been cropped and edited
To be a tool instead of guide

Storied of reincarnation were abolished
With such beliefs, There would be no fear of death
And fear of death is the easiest way to control

People preach acceptance and kindness
But those same people abuse and outcast those who are different
You have to be something other then yourself if you want to be accepted
And if you do this, You will quickly loose yourself

Look at this world, Then try and tell me it's right.

**** me softly with your poison
Deathly sweet, Deathly sweet
Embrace me with your darkness
Caress my cold dead lips
Decorate me in fragile flowers
Lay me in your garden to sleep

The numbness is taking over again
I don't like the way it "feels"
But in between the desolate expanse
There is only solitary bouts of intense torment
Burning like a supernova
Only to be abruptly replaced by the numbness once more

I don't know what else to do,
And so I shall destroy myself

Is it wrong to be preoccupied with thoughts of bleeding out
Is it wrong to hope every night when you go to sleep,
This will finally be the time you don't wake up
Is it wrong when these thoughts become the closest thing to happiness you can feel

People say those who commit suicide are selfish
But it is far more selfish to force someone in so much pain
To continue this seemingly empty existence

There are few things worth living for in this world
And an overwhelming sea of darkness dragging us under

Sure we could grasp for things to hold onto
To drown a little slower
But in the end what is the point

Is there anything that could make those few extra moments worth it

I need to get out
I'm going insane
I can no longer stop
The sick words falling from my mouth
They are the truth, Seeping through the cracks of this mask
But darling if you didn't want to know the truth,
You should never have asked

It's unfair to you
To witness what i have become
Tho i cannot bare to be elsewhere in this existence

Could not Cupid trade your words for a gun?