End my pain, out the door
I sicken myself nevermore
To be defeated, to feel the hate
From my life I can not escape
Each dyeing day leaves questions asked
The next day comes and nothing lasts
Always forgotten with routs unknown
Never again shall love take my thrown
Forever envied for things I've done
Never wanted to be what I've become
With fruitless toil in endless fields
Never again shall my spirit get it's needs
With dyeing embers upon the floor
I live no longer, never more.
By UNON
