Sleeping again on a beach

I think my body is fine

One thing that bothers me

Is fucking burst of blood

.

Can't stand my worthless life

No talent, nothing, endless fire

Pretend i don't exist

and suffokate or resist

.

The hate of realm

Crowd full of drunk clowns

Devour flesh of the love

He'll drag your face down

.

At the edge of death

Knife fell out of the arm

Not brave enough

And sea is calling calm

.

I feel the sand

of time in hand

Distorded memories

Burst through my neck

.

Reaching again for the book

Opening up the laat page

It happens again

I'm going insane.