Tears flow
They just won't stop
They're like a fosset
That won't turn off
The thoughts in my head
Just seem to make things worse
Tears keep flowing
I might as well just be rowing
Down the river I created
Everyday is just another day
To escape my mind
And try not to suffocate.
I breath in the air
But my lungs won't expand.
Am I finally dead yet?
Or is it just another game
Made up by the demons in my mind
The tears cover my vision,
so I can no longer tell
Maybe, I'll never escape this Hell.
Written by: BistyC
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