My sorrow fills my soul with dread, what lies ahead at at the end of this empty street?
I son't know what road to take.
Do I go left, where nothing is right?
Or right, where nothing is left?
I thought I wasn't alone.
When I turned around nobody was there.
I knew it would happen.
No one's ever there...
I should've taken their advice and ended it all in September.
Suicide is always there, anyways why would they care?
No one truly cares.
But, where is your God...
I'm honestly questioning his existance.
I pray and I pray, but they're never answered.
So what's the point?
They said they would stay and he promised in the Bible.
Everything is broken...
I know where I'm going, I'll see you in hell.
Sick of this world, sick of dispair.
