Every single night I lay awake
Tired yet focused
Molded by misfortune
Completely incapacitated
I try to forget
Nothing i do seems to helps anymore
Perpetually misguided
Incessant thoughts of ceasing existence
Missing in this decrpit state
My body aches
Nothing seems to dull this idle pain
Im reaching out for anything
Im reaching out
I have lost every last drop of hope
Each day filled with deafening silence
Forever saturated with regret