Dying Will Be the Death of Me

Living here, in constant pain, I'm reaching out to you! Feelings I have long suppressed, control my mental views As I walk this lonely earth, searching for a sign Something to make me want to live, cause' now I want to die As I languish here, in this house of disease And decrepitude, feeling un at ease Slowly I put up a wall, to block away the pain Only to have it fall, the misery remains! It rips the mind apart, scorns my soul with rage Infects my heart, kills my will to be My eyes cannot see, blinded from the sweat I don't know why I, feel morose today Born with it all, rich beyond my means Lately something has been burning In my gut it bleeds, making me despondent A victim of me Dying will be the death of me It hurts when I smile Only happy when, others are in pain When I was younger, life was in my heart Lastly vie been craving, suicide as an art All the ways I've attempted, was placed in the psycho ward In a straightjacket, dying cause' I'm bored In the end, dying will be the death of me!