The darkness is my sanctuary,
I long for the mortuary,
The pleasure of breathing now pains,
Agony makes life from me slowly drain.
Iâ€™m nothing to lose,
No longer am I willing to be confused,
The anguish erodes my sanity,
Iâ€™ m a disgrace to humanity.
They break me, tear me, and lynch me,
Their insults erase me,
I fear their every comment,
It leads me into hellâ€™s descent.
My angered screams are mute to mankind,
But inside my worthless soul, the silence confined,
The twinge of their disenchantment deafens my essence,
As I long for their agonized grievance.
Why is it I can never do things right,
My hands and tongue inherited from Satanâ€™s demise,
My body is like the fire of hell,
Sometimes I feel like its discriminators would repel.
My mind convinces me that I have no merit,
I long to end these lethal invectives with this single bullet,
I canâ€™t handle the â€œYou’ll never Â be good enough,â€
I canâ€™t take the â€œYou worthless slutâ€.
I have no purpose in this life,
The only thing I love is my cherished knife,
It scars symbols of hurt to remind me,
That Iâ€™m worth nothing to everybody.
Theyâ€™ve criticized and antagonized my every doing,
The avenge on myself slowly brewing,
Now Iâ€™m ready to face it,
My lamp of life soon to be unlit.
Iâ€™m slow to apprehend the concept of life,
Iâ€™m being stabbed to death with Satanâ€™s Knife,
My reality now covered by sinned blood,
My memories escape my opened flesh in torturous floods.
Iâ€™ve left this world because I didnâ€™t belong,
Rejected from right, embraced in wrong,
Now allow my worthless soul to perish for your sins,
Allow it to disintegrate in the insults you cradled me in.
Iâ€™m sorry to those Iâ€™ve hurt,
But youâ€™ve hurt me too, I must assert,
Iâ€™m sorry that I was such a disappointment and a mistake,
Iâ€™m sorry…Iâ€™ll ease your lives and never again come awake.