cancerfilled trains creep through my day
in my concrete sick eyes colours can't stay
i stand in the chalk outlines of my entity
for me all is lost now, mirth is just vanity
all is wrong in this grey ruins
i am nothing, grief is reaching
walking through all this is distorting my sight
to see what happens will darken my past
remembering my failures will suppress my smile
as gaiety can't show on an embittered face
destroying my hands on adamant ground
as screeching fills my eyes with fluttering glint
this cannot be, you can't be lost, he is not right,
i can't be so weak, all is so wrong, i hate to despair
i am unable to bear it longer
i must leave this all behind
i throw my face into the corner of my room
my jowls become warm, my sight gets dim
blood coats my eyes and seeps into the wall
as the final ache turns into white dazzling light
