SuicideFuel My body still clings to life

[SergeantDick]

My body still clings to life,
Only my spirit has died inside.
I pray for death every night,
But I keep waking up alive.
I burn myself for some relief,
I cut myself for infliction,
I spit at my reflection.
And I come back as me, for eternity,
I hate myself more every day.
For it's a sick fucking joke of a life,
The punchline is when I die.

 

[McFlurryCel]

ok

 

[Geno]

 

[endoftheskies]

My body still clings to life,
Only my spirit has died inside.
I pray for death every night,
But I keep waking up alive.
I burn myself for some relief,
I cut myself for infliction,
I spit at my reflection.
And I come back as me, for eternity,
I hate myself more every day.
For it's a sick fucking joke of a life,
The punchline is when I die.

Okay. I don't know how I should react to this information. I kinda relate to this on --- a more deeper level.

 

[abg_na_vapry]

This is something that I would write at 14 years of age. And what the fuck is this rhyming scheme? The absence of any rhythm is painful.

But keep trying, though.