Needles stab my blood cold heart like nothing,
Knowing there could be amazement if it stopped, Tears of sadness and death race out of my bloodshot dreary eyes,
One step to hell is all it might take,
Walking straight into where I left,
A deadly mind of my own,
Not thinking what could be good but I turn it into bad,
Stepping outside wondering what might the day be?,
I stepped finally into a building that puts pain and sain into my brain,
Thoughts I can’t control which kills me,
Just like everyone's minds wrapping around nothing to say,
My heart finally sank to a pile of effort left unread that shall betray.