Fates Bells Ring

Every time I wake death is on my mind,

it has me thinking what if I didnt wake this time?

Its an ongoing cycle of whether my life should end,

since I'm so worthless I'd be better off in a casket with black roses on it.

I lay my head on tombstones to hear the dead.

I cant hear what their saying because of the voices in my head.

I know their telling me no because tears fill in my eyes,

and i know I cant keep telling myself that it will be alright.

I've been sucked into a chasm of eternal suffering,

I put my razor to my wrist and hear my fate's bells ring.