Does the pain ever end? The question that I've been asking myself for years Every day is just another vicious cycle I can't seem to make it through a single day Without thinking of a way to escape The reality that's placed in front of me I spend a lot of time searching for this so called light at the end But no matter how hard I try it seems as if I'll never reach it Every day gets darker This overwhelming feeling weighs Heavier and heavier on me as each day passes I've felt this way for as long as I remember So I've always felt alone, as far back as I can remember I've spent many nights arguing with the voice Inside my head that tells me to end my own life And trust me I'm trying But the worst part is Sometimes I look forward to those Nights, just so I don't have to feel so alone But really I long for the days that my head stays quiet Days that allow me to enjoy my life, and watch it around me Days where I don't replay every word that I've ever said And every dramatic scenario that Has left scarring images inside my head Days where I don't look at my reflection and resent what is left of me Is this all that is left of me? I long for better days, but I've lost all faith This is the story of my demise Welcome to my decline