There Is No Life Without Suffering

My personality eroding beneath me

A member of this horde expelling stench into the air

A godless man I have become indulging on despair

Enchanted by this disconsolate future

I peel the blood from my battered eyes

Behold this text as I conjure the swine

Forsaken minds erupt, flowing with hate

Pouring the elixir down the throats of the damned and weak

Harvesting digital infestations that have caused this useless disease

No feeling inside anymore

Feeling these shackles peel apart my upset skin

Let go of me, I was meant to drown in peace

Abolishment of all life upon an orb of endless greed

Isolated existence, dead light of ecstasy

Created of decomposed organic particulate

Depopulating sanity, curse this humanity

Black clouds shroud all my sight

Weeping, birthed into the art of suffering

I can’t go back as I’m bound by these ties

Unable to articulate my pure despondency

I am pushed forward and cured by these lies

Laying beside my closed off feelings

Wishing that I could take a single breath

I hold my hands to my blemished face, eternally wishing I was close to death

Isolation is my god in my endless pain

Mourning all of the thoughts I’ve had

Regretting every single step

A separated mind forming in monstrosity

Let go of me I was meant to drown alone

Peering into a soul of sin

Remembering all the places I’ve been

One again I have proved I’m disloyal

The rotting queen pushes me into the soil