Where is your god when there is no reason to live?
Where is your hope when you have none left to give?
We once stood high on crumbled towers that buried rejects and cowards.
I must move on to something more for the life of me, for my dignity, the health of my sanity. Death to a world that doesn't mean shit to me.
Death to the monarchs at night, we are not afraid to die.
What's left?
I'm giving up this stress.
I don't give a fuck.
Regrets, I am still holding up this time.
I'm only waiting to die.
Stray away from the past because these nights have been a blast, but I can't take these shakes, no not anymore.
My body is decaying from the inside, my mind is rotting from the outside.
I could walk away from this all and you will never, ever see this fucking face again.
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