why are we here? what is life. this sick game we call
existance. who asked for any of this. who can change it. the
days grow darker, ever so slightly. pain and anxiety, how you
fill my heart. thoughts of death and sadness, overbearing.
will this pain ever leave me? is there someone out there.
someone to help me? will there be an end? time is but an
object of renewal. it moves forward, but does anything else
really? is there a reason for breathing. a reason for
prolonging the day? why wont you save me. why wont you be
true to yourself? there is too much death and destruction. it
is overpowering. why wont it stop. will it ever stop? years
of joy are long since passed. how i wish i could see you
again. how you made life worth living. joy is no longer in my
heart. sadness.... will it ever leave? will i be safe or will
i die. god please save me from myself
there is too much pain and suffering, and this is just me.
the world is wicked and there is no escape. why is there
hatred? why is there a need to kill. will there ever be
peace? not while our hearts are evil. no one will ever live
forever. this greed will end our lives swiftly. is the day of
judgement at hand? will there be an ultimate punishment for
our sins? to find out would mean its too late. reality is
pain and suffering to the tenth degree. judgment is even
more.....god, why will you let this happen? do we not mean
more to you? do you not love me? when will it be too late.
when will time stand still. when will you save me from me.......
