I reflect upon my life
every move I have made
all of them are nothing
more than another nail on my coffin
all attempts for life
all attempts to rid myself from my past
dead within for so long
marked by death
from the birth of my shadow
my dead eyes
show no emotion no more
I think I have found
a shovel Ive been looking for
next step is obviously
to dig my own grave
conflicts and confusion
consume my pathetic being
no light, no dark
just absolute emptiness
all consuming void
"life" as you call it
devours all I was
or at least tried to be
for so long I have existed
thirsting for a breath of life
nothing comes for me
as water turns to blood
empty eyes gazing nowhere
gone, gone, gone
life fading from my being
nothing, nothing no more