SELF LOATHING (BLEAK)

  Seeking what seems out of reach

  I've killed myself off

Empty words and void of speech

I hate forcing myself to move on

  Light over the horizon

  But the sun takes it time to rise

Endlessly I wait

Only dreams keep me alive

  Inhale a wasted Aura

  And eyes see nothing real

Nothing has taste

The view has no appeal

  No comfort awaits me

  No sensation to sooth my skin

No warmth to bathe me

No cool to calm my sin

  Self-inflicted torture

  Expanding the rotting mind

  Careless will going blind

I've lost what I wanted to find

The good day is far behind

  Thoughts that dare not be said

  Is it too late to start again

No sweet scent to breathe in deep

So long I've been dead