The dark skies above only get darker through time.
My lungs are not filled with air, there’s only thick slime.
When I talk, nothing comes out.
I just want to talk, scream, or shout.
My fingers start to shake as they turn numb.
The better days may just never come.
I can’t feel the ground that lay under my feet.
I can only stumble as I travel down this street.
All I want to do throughout time is sleep.
But all I can do is lay here and weep.
I cry and cry until I lose my mind.
How could I let myself be so blind?
My eyes grow weak in the dark.
I can’t seem to get out of park.
Everything seems to rush in a blur.
I lay here without a single stir.
The sun has set and will not return.
But when can I finally learn?
I need to play my role.
I have to take control.
When will I finally escape this pain?
What do I have to do to free my brain?
Everything is gone, it’s all turning white.
I take my last breath on this unforgiving night.
