yea, too bad i can't say that it wasnt' inspired by someone, or that i dont' mean what i write... i only write about what i feel, therefore if you get the point of what i wrote... well you know... why is it that all great artists (not trying to be concieted) die before it's their time?





do not fear for me, i am in the place i desire
i'm in pain no longer, this couldn't be avoided
i offered myself, to something even higher
my soul is at rest, no longer the void exists
farewell to the world that hates me so
friends and loved ones might still hurt
becasue it wasn't my time, not my time to go
and as of my fate, i am fairly certain
only people that matter, are the ones i love so
i'm sorry to of done this, no more bluffing
this time is real, this time, not even my wrist will feel
no one can stop me, be sure of this, nothing.
slipknotpsycho Reviewed by slipknotpsycho on . Useless Words. Useless Words I'm not breathing and I don't care anymore. Fighting, it has to stop from this point on. To lose me, how destroyed would you be? My final farewells are soon to come you see. My demise is planned, and I will not deviate. Can't hold on any longer, losing grip with reality. Slipping away, faster and faster, to the dark. My life is a waste, I'm nothing, not anymore. Rating: 5