I see Black skies, and white lies I’d rather be

Dead, filling my head with different enemies

Thoughts consuming me

Fueling my insecurities (as the ground right under me)

Crumbles if it wasn’t there

It’s too much

My hearts crushed

I’m not alive

I won’t allow myself happiness because it’s all lies

I’ve seen the pain

I run away so many times

Death and I are companions

He’s here at all times

I won’t love

Won’t trust

I won’t die

I can’t feel but managed to steal your heart, love

It’s dirt poor and I fuck whores who want love

It seems that anything offered can be enough but

It’s time

Body falls so I don’t know who to call at all

And my heart can’t take on my broken soul

… I’m so fucking numb

My life has succumb to hate, Trinidad

Alone, in the snow