They bother me
All of these thoughts enter in

My amity faltered and rusted with chains
I'm far from okay
I just deteriorate into the lies
I've tried convincing my mind I'm alright
But the time healed nothing like I was foretold it would mend me inside
Guess I'll writhe in my shell
I'll take the first hearse straight to hell
Don't you cry when the bell rings at the cemetery funeral

You'll be fine, I know
Don't think of me when things are low
I deserve fire and brimstone as my casket and for my throne
Harrowing

Distressed, it seeks for the veins
From under flesh, this awaits me to break from pain with a blade to my wrists
On my grave, I hope you piss upon the memories you received
And don't you wish for me to be at ease or in peace
Destructive tendencies delivered me to this place
A flood of entropy to permeate through my brain and I just take it
I let decadence have the say
Carrying me to waste
They bother me
All of these thoughts enter in

I can sense a coming end enclosing on me
Seducing, the noose lustfully caught my eye
With a gaze, I contemplate sealing fate
This depression is severing all of my aspirations to attain a life of happiness and leave without the shame that burdens me with lack of confidence and hatred
I disdain the way the pain plays such a part in this, deterring me a way to carry on