There’s nothing you can say or do;

To keep me here on earth with you.

I wish you would just go away;

And stop this useless delay.

The walls pushing in on me;

Now you go through now what do you see?

Twisted art may be my voice;

This world chosen was not my choice.

Loving the wealth of this greatest void;

You play with me like a child’s toy.

Throw me down against the grain;

Crying blood, tears in my veins.

Hating all this shit around me;

What I go through I wish you could see.

Not wanting to continue anymore;

You treat me like a fucking whore.

What do you want from me?

Why can’t you look and see?

What do you know about my mind?

With what you can see of me you’re blind.

I hate this gift of being a mess;

You know I can never be like this.

Death will always be my muse;

Darkened black and depressed hues.