Through deepest despair.
Behold:
I have no hopes, no dreams
I feel as though I am ripping at the seams
Day after day,
I continue to fade away
What is the meaning of life?
Is it filled with nothing but strife?
Why must I persist?
Will I even be missed?
I can’t fight it any longer
I am growing weaker, not stronger
I had dreams, once upon a time
But they are gone, lost in another rhyme
I have lost myself, all is the same
Do I even have a name?
My only salvation lies with the blade
Now, truly, it is time for me to fade
Thank you for listening.
Hayden Pearton 