Post Madness Suicide

you must listen,
you're monster is coming,
suicide is too good for you,
and everyday you feel like there's nothing to do.

So you start a song and it starts to come back,
everything you ever done,
the means of your demise,
sorrow, regret, misery,
all of these is the epitome of evil.

the lines are blurred,
vision fade as you read these lines,
all the delusion of pride and joy breaking,
fading through the black.

like a nonsensical monster losing to it's blood lust,
you stab a blade into the heart,
but the fault is that heart is your's and the lights are fading,
I guess the story ends, we're out of here.