living sickness
a walking hopeless mess
a thirst for life
that can only be quenched by death
it's hard to let go of anything
and i'm so sad all the time
is this really what life is supposed to be like?

it's so upsetting
that i can't just leave
born with attachments
that hold me down and bind me
i just can't comprehend
the concept of family
so i'm hopelessly homesick
for the stars above me

everything diminishes me
putting out my burning fire
so that darkness swallows me
and i can't even breathe
i'm so sick of being alive
i can't even speak

there are no words for the black sea
that pulls me down
to the depths of insanity
all i want is to be free
not stuck in this living sickness
and this atmosphere of instability