Eternal Pain

11

I wake up with the thoughts of murder and death

Symptoms of a mind that's totally wrecked

I can't find any fix, I've checked and checked

They say it has an impact that's lifelong, why so less

Why don't you just say it'll stay whether its night or day

It'll destroy you from the inside, while outside you look okay

So that when you tell someone what you feel, they'll be like 'what did you say?'

"Na dude you've been living it up, how can you not be okay?"

But it is what it is, and there's no hope ray

No future to look forward to, no god to pray

Life is the worst game that I ever tried to play

I guess I'll be stuck in it until someone comes to slay

The monsters inside me, or the vessel in which they lay.