nothing remains.
was there anything anyway?
why prolong the painful existence?
emptiness is not a reason for me to continue.
how long until i end it all?
it's all disappearing.
withering and slowly dying.
i watch it die.
cast aside as demons feed upon my grief.
this may be too much for me to bear.
i should be optimistic but escapism is far too tempting.
how long until i end it all?
my world is cold and without hope, this emptiness will be forever.
i watch it disappear.
how long can i hold on to something that was never there?
how long until i take these matters into my own hands.
i watch it disappear.
i see it slowly dying.
i watch it wither away and i'll watch it die.
and i'll watch it di |