The pain. The despair. The sorrow. The helplessness. How my body degenerates over time, ever so slowly and yet at such a fast rate. It feels like I am already dead, yet I am still standing, still feeling, still suffering.
I want to run away. I tried to run away. But I saw the light again. It didn't end. It just doesn't end.
Is it paranoia? Is it reality? Is it a delusion? I just don't know. I just know that I want to stop feeling like there's nowhere I can go.
Their eyes, their mouths, everything reminds me of suffering, it's like it's all happening in my mind, but if that was true, why can't I make it stop?
When will it end? When will it stop?
I can't try again. If I try again and fail again, what will happen to me? Where will they take me this time?
Please, I am begging. Please, please end my pain. Please.
And yet, it's as if my pleas fall on deaf ears. Or maybe, even worse. Someone is enjoying watching me suffer. That's why they do nothing.
Or maybe there is no one. Maybe it's all pitch black where I am standing, and I just haven't realized yet.
Please, please, it can't get worse. But it becomes worse. Every day becomes harder than the previous one, somehow.
"You'll get used to it", "you get used to it as you grow up", I try to convince myself of. But it's just not true. It's just not true. I try, I try so hard, but there's no way out!
There's no way out!
I want a way out! I want to stop suffering, I want to stop hurting! Please, somebody save me!
But no one comes.
When will it end? When will it stop?
I am feeling trapped. Please, someone, please someone make it stop.
I can't make it stop by myself.
Maybe no one can.
I am feeling so trapped. So trapped. Maybe I am so trapped. All I can do is hope they'll release me soon.
I want to run away. I tried to run away. But I saw the light again. It didn't end. It just doesn't end.
Is it paranoia? Is it reality? Is it a delusion? I just don't know. I just know that I want to stop feeling like there's nowhere I can go.
Their eyes, their mouths, everything reminds me of suffering, it's like it's all happening in my mind, but if that was true, why can't I make it stop?
When will it end? When will it stop?
I can't try again. If I try again and fail again, what will happen to me? Where will they take me this time?
Please, I am begging. Please, please end my pain. Please.
And yet, it's as if my pleas fall on deaf ears. Or maybe, even worse. Someone is enjoying watching me suffer. That's why they do nothing.
Or maybe there is no one. Maybe it's all pitch black where I am standing, and I just haven't realized yet.
Please, please, it can't get worse. But it becomes worse. Every day becomes harder than the previous one, somehow.
"You'll get used to it", "you get used to it as you grow up", I try to convince myself of. But it's just not true. It's just not true. I try, I try so hard, but there's no way out!
There's no way out!
I want a way out! I want to stop suffering, I want to stop hurting! Please, somebody save me!
But no one comes.
When will it end? When will it stop?
I am feeling trapped. Please, someone, please someone make it stop.
I can't make it stop by myself.
Maybe no one can.
I am feeling so trapped. So trapped. Maybe I am so trapped. All I can do is hope they'll release me soon.
