Listening to: Chalk Line - Strike Anywhere
Feeling: dead
I can't do this anymore. I just can't. It's too much, way too much. I wrote this last night:
I live in a world where darkness rules day
Where no fraction of light can hold shadows at bay
I live in a world where everything dies
Where candy coat truth breeds sugar coat lies
I thrive in this world and its evil ways
Where angels are damned and bastards are praised
You’re all in this place and none of you know
Why it is Hell and who made it so
But I am not blind and not yet dead
I know why this evil was able to spread
It's not done, but that's because I can't finish it. I don't know why things are like they are. I wish I did, but I don't. It makes absolutely no sense to me. I just can't fucking take it. This isn't just gonna work out and things aren't gonna be fine.
Just leave me alone.
Save Me.
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