I sit at my desk, pondering what the afterlife brings,
WIll hell's bells ring?
I find this subject quite soothing,
the last shreds of my insanity barely clinging.
My heart numb to all but the depression
May I make a confession,
I don't think I will be able to make it,
I am the culprit.
I cannot bear this pain,
Some call me vain.
Because I want to end my sorrow,
I don't think about tomorrow
Feeling like I have no chance
No one even gives me a glance,
My heart aches,
My mind wanders deeper into the darkness,
When will this pain end?