Heavy is this head that wears the crown of pain and guilt
cold hands grip the two edged sword of disdain
forever destined to life and will of shame and sick
relish in thoughts of the inevitable end that seems an eternity away
body and mind quivering alike
dark eyes show no mercy
an absent mind gives no relief
nausea and fatigue holding with determination
cannot vomit this black hole
cannot cure this disease
humbled by epiphanies of worthlessness
constant weight constant pressure
inhale life only to exhale death
I pray you to end it cut me off
hold me tight with tears of sorrow and relief
hold me tight and until I am no more
smile when I am a vanishing thought
blown away by waves of justice
