We suffer in the waves of time, and the sublime thing we feel is pain.
I wish I could've taken the knife way back when.
Stuck it into thy throat, and let the life bleed away.
This place is all of fake dreams.
People are not real, you are fake here.
I am nobody, I am a fraud.
This is all just a facade.
I hate this world.
Everyone in it, and I say there is no god.
For where are there are suffering is there anyone here to help them.
Is there anyone here to hold them, and tell them the truth, and comfort them.
Life is just death, we are all diseased.
Now I want to close this chapter.
I wish I could be dead, but suffering sounds more appeasing to these "Gods"
Goodbye to the facade, that everyone puts on to me.
- Blazeraptor54/ Izinagi54
I wish I could've taken the knife way back when.
Stuck it into thy throat, and let the life bleed away.
This place is all of fake dreams.
People are not real, you are fake here.
I am nobody, I am a fraud.
This is all just a facade.
I hate this world.
Everyone in it, and I say there is no god.
For where are there are suffering is there anyone here to help them.
Is there anyone here to hold them, and tell them the truth, and comfort them.
Life is just death, we are all diseased.
Now I want to close this chapter.
I wish I could be dead, but suffering sounds more appeasing to these "Gods"
Goodbye to the facade, that everyone puts on to me.
- Blazeraptor54/ Izinagi54