Lonely?

Evil thoughts...

The thoughts feed on your mind
In the night time
It feeds on mine
While I cry
I cry on the inside
So to you, my eyes look dry.
You don't see
The tears inside me
The swallowed tears
The hidden fears
It might be cliché to say.
But I cry in the rain.
That's where I get rid of the pain.
Or I use a pen,
I write.
In my dream I ran,
Real life I just might.
I screamed
My heart steamed
When I take the blade
The devil is made.
It is an act of pure evil
But that's how me and the pain get even.
I dig my own grave
My life is what I gave
What I dare to give
Cause I don't wanna live.
I smile at the thought of death
I smile at the though of my last breath
Go buy an outfit
Make sure that it fits
So you can come lie
When I die
About the good things you did
Cover your sins with a lid.