I’m dying by the day,
I wish that you could stay,
ever less, never more, all I do is cry
can I see you fill the space behind my eyes,
I can’t tell any lies,
for you to know, I will Describe,
I’m weak, ugly, stupid and hopeless,
I’ll lay my mind to rest,
only to find, that deep inside,
someone’s killed that thing in my chest,
Let you fill my empty soul,
with your joy and hopeful presence,
I love you, you hate me,
I’ll beg, I’ll grovel, I’ll fall to my knees,
My hopes are slim, my time is up,
I’ll take a drink from the dreaming cup,
if suicide was painless,
I would be dead,
all these sick and bloody thoughts,
trapped inside my head