I killed myself yesterday
In the shower, under fake lights and fake rain
I cut my veins and let the blood go down the drain
And then I faded away
In this demise
I dreamed of cold and endless darkness
To be absorbed in nothingness
And never open my eyes
To end the game
To get knocked out from the ring
To exit the stage of pointless suffering
And for once be sane
I woke to silence
Nothing has changed, same loneliness and gloom
I’m in my own blood, alone in empty room
Feeling only absence
Life is a struggle
Death is a promise