It's eating me alive
Yet my flesh's unscathed
Hoping, praying someone could see the rotting corpse Even though I know no one will
I'm screaming inside
Yet no one can listen
Running, hiding from the voices inside my head
Even though I know they're here to stay
I'm drowning, it's hard to breathe
Yet i look fine outside
Hoping, praying someone could keep me from drowning Even though I know no one's gonna stay
So, with the last look at my drowning corpse
I'm closing the doors to the graveyard of my hopes
Hoping, praying no one opens the door again
~Scythe
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