The Smell Of Death Is In The Air ( sry so long )

My life is slipping away

I can the gentle breeze from under my feet

Everything will soon come to a crashing halt

I behold the power of my life

As i stand upon this wire

High above the people below

Unexpecting little foes

My soul is full of hungry demons

waiting and being as revenous as wolves

wanting to devour every part of me

Little Piece By Little Piece

Everyday is like heaven for them

They wake up like its feeding time

They will not stop untill i die

That is their purpose

To Survive on my pain

Religion has failed me

as i can't give in

It is too much of a problem to believe

When all my life i have been called a failure

All i would wish for is to once suceed

But i can't and never will

So i will jump off the wire into the unsuspecting crowd

A dead body i will be lying in the street

Surrounded by people walking by as they shuffle their feet

Complete nothingness in my mind

For i will finally get my wish

i will suceed and kill those demons that are within me

even if it will kill me

So cold and so morbid inside this box

My body is dead but i am not

I am do not ascend or descend

But i lie there with my hands across my chest

It's viewing time and i can see my family crying

But they now feel my pain

I don't see to many of my friends

Just relatives and friends of the family

So as they all say there last couple words

the coffin closes and i feel a drop

The end is useless just like the life