• Happiness
    Not found nearby me
    No will to live in this horrible world
    No feeling
    My life feels nothing
    As a cold empty shell I live in naught
    Life seems
    So beautiful and
    Yet it seems so frail to the touch of man
    Life’s a flower
    Wilting as it ages
    Drooping, falling apart in its short life
    Life has faults
    Pain and suffering
    Just like those people who burn and rot in hell
    I will be
    Suffering that fate
    Burning in hell, as I am forsaken to
    My end is
    Coming slowly but
    Rapidly increasing in speed to meet me
    The agony
    Of death waits me
    Up until I slip into darkness