At war with my mind
Not able to sleep
My battle is life
An if I should keep
Emotionless scars
Run rugged and deep
All the way to my soul
Which struggles to speak
The words are unclear
But the signs are all there
My battle is lost
My cupboard is bare
No reason to live
Unable to feel
My purpose has fled
And with it my will
My problems shall die
Alone in my bed
With me right beside
Still trapped in my head
A lust for death
My final ride
The path is clear
Into darkness I slide

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