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staring into their eyes, face to face

they appear before me without a trace

dare I continue to get closer to my enemy

I feel my breath as it starts to get heavy

my voice has been discontinued, I can't talk

I tumble and fall to the ground, I can't walk

I don't even feel real, I feel so empty and weak

all I can hear are these familiar voices speak

I stand alone



I start to be defeated by my own insanity

I am all alone and they have a whole army

the earth is asleep and it won't wake

my life and my world is now at stake

keeping on my feet, trying to be strong

will it be enough to keep me here this long

I don't even feel alive, I feel so faded away

they have melted me, turned me into softened clay

I fight alone



I am left outside in the cold

left with many secrets untold

they whisper things into my ear

words that I would rather not hear

they beat me violently to the ground

and I can't scream so no one hears a sound

I don't even feel, I just hurt so much I go numb

I call for backup or some help but no one will come

I hurt alone



lying in a pool of blood feeling the pain, wanting it to come to an end

knowing that when I wake up tomorrow the same thing will happen again

they laugh in my face and kick me and punch me and I can only lay on the ground

I close my eyes and try to focus on something else but I still hear their sound

the sound of their voices peircing my ears, crushing my head

killing me slowly till it's over and I am finally completely dead

I don't even feel the knives anymore, I just come back to life

until tomorrow when it all happens again and I feel the knife

I die alone