damn my mind,

never giving me a second to live
just stop signs, sadness,
and whispers inside
telling me to kill myself,

sadly, i'd welcome the sweet release
just to silence the voice
quick and easy, slow and trecherous
fine by me, death is nothing.

only thing i have left is pride
but even that is fading
i've been letting go of everything
because nothing, means anything anymore.

damn my mind,

my heart tries to cheer me up
give myself false hope for tomorrow
but even it's broken and tired.

how long must i wait...
i'm sick of dragging myself through
every mundane pointless day.

i'd do it myself,
but i was made to suffer.

if i had one wish,
this would be my final sentence.

damn my mind.