3 acessos
To obscure me in colourless thoughts,
Granting me with visions of woe.
Seeking the end, and yearning for nothingness.
Trapped in the vacuum, the silent void of life.
The pale, cold skin opening,
Releasing more than blood, Abysmal silence and misery
I tear my rotten flesh. This cryptic loneliness
Hunting me down. I give in and embrace my end.
Only closer do I wish it would come. Utter demise is
Where I stray, towards that dreary, Death filled day.