Distraught
My whole being holds no merit
Futile attempts at forward progress have led me astray
Contemplating suicide, constant misery
No end in sight
These thoughts have taken over
Nothing makes sense
I am so lost
I can't continue to live like this
I will never be one for optimism, negativity will always rule me
Constantly feeling desolate in this place
I've come to terms with my fate
Death is the only solace
I've been awaiting its embrace
Awaiting death's embrace
So It's time for me to face the facts
Come to terms with my only fucking option
There's no such thing as a healing process
The time is already gone
There's nothing left for me
