Oh death, you do your job,
you make me cry and weep
everything you do causes pain and agony,
and it prevents the stars from shining in the sky.

I smell the tears before I even begin crying,
and I can imagine them tasting like salt from the sea.
I lay curled up thinking about death again, wanting to die over and over again until I have no lives left, Which means giving death the satisfaction of taking my life.

The taste of death is on the tip of my tongue,
and the hardest touch of the Devil is just out of my grasp
close enough that I can see the border of my gateway to doom,
where I will take the plunge down my dark, destined future.

In the center of my heart starts the path of destruction that has been foreseen by the evil witch herself. She tells me my future is one of the darkest roads in the Underworld, and that no one can save me now.
I've been trapped, set up, to die a death so horrible, that you can hear the bones being crushed and skin blackening as I fall into the depths of a bottomless pit.

All the energy and happiness I once experienced is now gone and will never come back. My body is empty of feeling any emotions other than sadness and nothingness. Everyone has left me alone and drained to not even care for another soul on this planet, which leads me to bid my last goodbye as I fall off the face of the Earth. Goodbye, Goodbye cruel world, I never was your favorite and now you have disposed of me forever.