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I float here, dismal, bleak

On the river Styx I wonder

How could I have done such wrong

Everything drawn asunder



Nobody could understand this

Taking their sides

They claim to know the situation

Waiting for this to subside



Pray for my salvation

Even if I did nothing wrong

In a world of unfair action

Nothing is justified by song



I pray for hibernation

I do not go as far as death

I will not be seen as weak

I will take the abuse I get



As my own hallucinations

Frighten me to sleep

I don't understand my illness

An antidote isn't meant for me



I hate myself eternally

I'd rather not understand

I just wish to be over her

I despise this fairy tale land



Life is real

And the big picture is

Life is negative

A theory I have yet to dismiss



Give me one example

That proves life is well

Until that unlikely day

I'll enjoy burning in hell..