I have come down with this sicknes,
A very painful disease.
It infects the hearts of people,
Who just cant seem to see,
The beauty that life holds.
People like you and me.
Ive tried to make the best of it.
But I cant break free.
This disease is hateful.
And it'll be the end of me.
It takes away my breath,
And silences my screams.
My cries are forced into my throat.
Im choking on my pleads.
My mouth gets dry,
Im unable to speak.
My hands beigin to sweat,
After Ive lost all dreams.
My soul internalizes a darkness,
So gloomy and bleak,
This sickness is contageous,
Because you gave it to me.
And soon my body will lay,
In a dark hole underneath,
This sad and cruel world,
That created this disease.
This sad and cruel world,
That killed you and me. |
