I have turned away from the sun,
toward a darkness of wounds that will not heal,
and negativity that surrounds me,
at the end it's all I know.
I will not live forever.
We just suffer here till we die.
Suffer for nothing,
when I go,
released from sadness:
my foreshadow.
I will not live forever.
We all just suffer here till we die.
Cuts that I pile on,
the weight of it drags me down
into the void of my own meaninglessness.
I long to be forgotten.
I do not need a grave,
just want to fade away.
I, I will not live forever.
Break, breaking beneath the pressure.
Buried beneath ice and falling snow.
We all just suffer here till we die.
Black is all I feel,
sinking into the void
of my own meaninglessness.
There is nothing,
I long to be forgotten,
and when the ache is gone,
there is nothing.
Oh, won't you please end me.
Oh, won't you please end me.
Please end me.
