Kill me faster,
let me end,
make it all better,
for the demons I send.
Let me suffer,
the way I should,
let me suffer,
like I knew I could.
I'm dying inside,
slowly rotting inside and out,
I'm killing all I am outside,
and no one can hear me shout.
I'm too weak,
to fight anymore,
and my life is bleak,
like a stumbling whore.
Killing me wont change,
a single thing,
don't you think it's strange,
that a corpse can sing?
I'm dying inside each day,
and with all my pain,
you can't take any of it away,
and let me live in shame.
Dead inside with no place,
gone and rotting with out a face,
dying inside with no change,
and not one of you thinks it's strange.
Author notes
This is a song that I came up with. No other songs inspired me to write it. I didn't copy anything from anything to get it.
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