When there is no way out 

and you feel  nothing 

when you feel so weak that you can’t shout

there is this strange feeling within

 

when you lie there sleeping deadly

and there is noone there to motivate

when you’re more than empty

everything’s beginning to rotate

 

 

when the feeling of joy is long forgotten

you’re just a body

your soul is rotten

sitting there with hands that bloody

 

regretting everything you’ve done

you don’t know why you killed this one