By: Dystopia



My body still clings to life

Only my spirit has died inside so I pray

I pray for death every night but I keep waking up alive

I cut myself for infection

And I still spit at my reflection

I hate everything I am

I have my friends to thank for that

So…I keep taking my meds

And I do what my doctor says

I hate myself more everyday

I guess I'll always be this way

I've learned that love is dead

And people just get fucked instead

And the while making friends

Just to fuck them in the end



Everyone I touch….infects me…

Cancer in flesh there's death all around

Everyone I touch I infect them…black and dead is my heart

Alone…I'm not good when I'm alone

I pace and I tear at my skin and my hair

I burn myself for some relief

For a sick fucking joke of a life

The punch line is when I die…and come back as me

For eternity…just to fuck up everyday

And fail the ones that I love by being alive

I don't know who I am anymore

A parasite in disguise

Searching for a piece of shit with all of you fucking maggots flies







Everyday I feel that I just can't do anything right

I'm sorry if you know my name

I probably fucked up your life

                           GOODBYE!





						     



						     Thanks to Tyler Orman