Death in life
I sit and listend to a tune
That once brought me joy
All I can do is cry now
Pain is now my new toy.

Everything in the world
Seems to have grown dark
Optimism now pessimism
Pain has left it's harsh mark.

The beat of life
Deep in my chest
Slows to a halt
Killing me at best.

But I still breathe
I can still see.
But I really hate
What I see. Me.