Feeling of Dread Place Of Skulls

Lying alone, looking to the sky
My pulsating veins and my bulging eyes.
I think about decisions that I've made
I can't take it no more and it's got to break.

I want to know why I live in disgust
Only thinking of hate and corruption
Can't I leave these things behind?
And go from this world of hate and destruction.

Darkness shines around my thoughts; I believe my mind is dead
What I find in peace of mind gives me the feeling of dread.

I walked alone, on my own
I didn't have a hand to hold
The door was slammed but I found the key
I can leave this world, forever be free.

Do you know how it feels

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