The Agony of Dying Again

Theres a pain in my cide, its getting worse, I can hear my demons, it’s a curse, the time is finally here, I see, theres a shadow hanging over me, I look in his face, theres nothing there, still I ask him a question for his stare, “What would it take to end this life?” Im living but I am not alive. He turns his around and bows his head, im lost without him, need his thread, now im laying in the dirt, Deaths been calling since my birth   (This is Keith, I cant take this anymore, not sure what my next move is, im a fucking pawn in his game, I lose again, I, lose, again)