-Trust Issues-
There are no rules in the after life.
There are no rules in death.
There's just the eternal blackness.
With not a dab of ligt left.
Let my sins wash away,
and let me alone.
I don't want to live another day.
I want these demons to be gone!
Even though I clinged onto life, so strongly.
I don't know what to do.
I can't stand the things around me.
And the pain I'm going through.
To break free from my chains.
That is my dream for now.
Everybody tells me not to worry.
And Still I doubt myself somehow.
They don't know my situation.
They don't know what I'm going through.
Call me whatever you want.
You just don't know what to do.
I don't need your sympathy.
Just like you don't need mine.
Just let me be for now.
That It will be fine.
Screw with me whatever you want.
You can even stab me in the back!
Then I will see that it is not brains,
But trust that you lack.
To throw away those times, that easily.
I can't believe you did that too.
But since you're dead already.
I don't really care for you.
When words fail, suicide is in order.
Or so you thought
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