• thewandering_vqp 23w

    Soul Sick

    Nothing really matters anymore.
    Try to rise, end up on the floor.
    Every chance is a closed door
    That I can never get through.
    Soul sick,
    Fuck this,
    Failing life,
    Lost it.
    Why? Who knows,
    Not me- hell no!
    Knowledge equals more pain,
    Wandering with no gain,
    Bleeding, look at this stain!
    All of life is in my way.
    I give up,
    To barely breathe,
    I can't even fucking see!
    How do people expect me
    To ever reach success?
    Fuck success, I want health!
    God, if you're there, I need help!
    But I'm fine.