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The sun has set now the moon is rising
The day has ended, and now the moon is ascending into the sky.
It's a dead zone in my mind
My mind feels devoid of life or emotion, like a desolate area.
All this hate has made me blind
All the anger and negativity have blinded me.
I'll be cast to oblivion
I will be forgotten or erased from memory.
Every circle of Hell, my spirit so insidious
Each level of suffering feels deeply ingrained in my soul.
I've been depressed since I was thirteen
I've been feeling deeply unhappy since I was thirteen.
Since I made it out the slums since I held a fucking gun
My sorrow started when I escaped poverty and encountered violence.
Since I pulled the trigger closed my eyes and felt the blood run
I have experienced the act of taking a life and felt its consequences.
Look, this is penance for the undead
This suffering feels like punishment for a life that's ceased.
A zombie walking amongst men
I feel detached from humanity, like an animated corpse.
Maybe if I wasn't so sad life would be better
I believe life might improve if I weren't so consumed by sadness.
If I wasn't so sad I wouldn't need pleasure
If I didn't feel so down, I wouldn't seek fleeting pleasures.
I wouldn't have cheated on my ex with a bunch of beggars
I've been unfaithful to my past partner with those who have less.
Maybe I would've put in the effort
Perhaps I could have made an effort if circumstances were different.
I would still have friends that ran away
I've lost friends who have distanced themselves from me.
It's doomsday and I keep filling up the ashtray
Despite impending doom, I find solace in smoking.
It's a sleep-deprived mind with my eyes so wide
My mind is awake despite lacking rest, my gaze wide open.
But I'll kick a couple shots back then I'll be fine
Drinking alcohol to numb the pain, hoping to feel better.
And I'll do a couple lines drink some wine so
Consuming substances to escape reality and feel euphoric.
I can feel divine and God himself will tell me it's time
I seek a sense of divinity, hoping for guidance from a higher power.
But instead I got Satan in my head telling me it's better to be dead
I am plagued by dark thoughts, tempted by the idea of death.
To stay confined in my bed
Preferably staying confined in bed rather than facing the world.
To say goodbye like the rest but
Considering saying farewell like others who have departed.
The moon is red tonight
The moon appears red tonight, signaling an ominous atmosphere.
I would kiss it like the sun but the aura isn't right
I would embrace it as I would the sun, but something feels wrong.
My soul is on another planet trapped by itself
My essence feels disconnected, lost in a distant place.
Forever drifting in the void wishing it could find itself
Continuously adrift, hoping to rediscover my true self.
I'm a wax statue, who was born to melt
I feel like a sculpture destined to perish, born only to fade.
I only hope in the next life that all my words are heartfelt
I yearn that in my next life, my expressions are genuine and sincere.
That's it
The conclusion of the expression.
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