Look at me the evil one,
cannot feel anything at all,
the pain that never sleeps,
all consuming hatred,
it never stops.

I am the only thing left,
making you sane,
only on the brink of torture,
this internal war,
ripping you apart,
all at once swarming around your soul,
can you feel it nagging you.

Unforgiving feeling of suicide,
now contemplating on which way to end your life,
even after death you will not be calm,
not even that razor can help you now,
let hate overtake and lead the way,
turn your head its sure to be a dark decent.

Falling away now can you see why love never embraced,
now your asking yourself was there ever anyone listening to your prayers?

 
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