Finish

I find myself weird,

With having to smile in a stranges face,

But in my mind it's something totally different,

More than just a frown,

Worthless feeling in my gut,

But hate flowing in my heart,

And wanting to extinct from every soul I've ever known or care for,

I just want to disappear already,

Breathing 25/8,

365 days,

Tearing from this mess,

I feel lost at life,

Hope seems to evolve everywhere,

Except me,

I'm running at the end of myself,

And no love,

Instead I'll run in front of a train,

And in deep of the endless ocean,

Finishing myself off.