• Life is like dying, every second of it is filled with nothing but pain,
    Living in any type of existence leaves you nothing to gain.
    Death brings the blissful end, never having to see those hated faces
    People like me are like police cases,
    Never to be solved, never to be figured out, too difficult to find a reason
    My life is the unforgivable, the truest form of treason.
    The end would bring happiness
    And anything for me is better than loneliness.
    Love is nothing but fantasy
    Hate is the reality.
    Every moment of life kills you more
    It’s is nothing but a drawn out death sentence, but you decide when to settle the score.
    Death fits in my palm perfectly, the cold steel, like deaths cold touch
    I pull the trigger and a single sound is heard, the unforgettable crunch.
    Of the bullet shattering bone, and getting the instant death
    The ecstasy of the end gives me a better high than meth.
    The grave is a simple one, a small stone in the shape of a gun
    Looks like in the end I won.