The end is neigh

Sitting here in this world of decay,
my mind it wonders to what others say.
The opinions of which i disagree,
do nothing except get to me.

I fall, I fail, I get up again.
I loose, I cry, I want to die again

A twist through a vein,
A sharp pinch, a lack of pain,
A gun, a bullet,
Splatter across the floor.
The blood expels, begging to pour.

I fall, I fail, I get up again.
I loose, I cry, I want to die again

The noose, the knife,
The lack of life.
Ideologies I keep so near,
The death I always longed to fear.

I fall, I fail, I can't get up again.
I loose, I cry, I die, never again