sweet, caring death i reach for your hand
for this life means not a thing to me
the people that i'm forced to know
won't ever stop tormenting me
by any means i'll kill myself
cause i can't accept anything
so many methods. which to choose?
a tool for my misanthropy
i've lived too long to want to continue
being consious, breathing, bleeding
coffin keep me warm, dirt won't decieve me
their is no menaning left for me
i cannot stand this abominaion
goodbye, you cunts, you fools, you ingrates
suicide: rejuvination

i like mucho. fits how i'm feeling very well.

AhhhhhHhhhhHHh.

@_@
I'm so f*cking jealous of your writing talent. =O
Jeez.
I love this one.. great job. :]
It's very true, very deep. I like it a lot.
=]

^^Yeah i agree.

You should make some a song out of it

two thumbs up mayn good ass job

Like everyone else said. It's good. I like it too, but it's just not the kinda thing I'm into. It's just me.

Mmm...I hate how I can relate to that.