I feel like I'm experiencing a piece of hell
The thoughts that come, makes my head swell
Like you could break it like a nutshell
Deep down, far into the deepest well
Where someone above just rings a bell
My head hurts so bad I feel ill
Thought of neglect not a compliment fulfilled
The energy of a bullet all in my will
Blood splattered on the floor
My heart is distill
Congrats, its your dream, I have been killed.
