A Lack Of Life

Trembling bones, my body quivering
Another bite to assist my stomach exploding
I feel nauseous but I keep eating
Second hand smoke fills the room
Just to make it even more challenging
A lack of taste, a lack of smell
Trying to stop these negative thoughts
On which I dwell
I can't take this, I'll just light a cigarette
NO SHUT THE FUCK UP!
It's these thoughts that will get me dead
Another bite to down with this water
Makes me want to wear a noose
Around my collar
Another tear, another shard in my heart
How can eating be this fucking hard?!
I've been Skinny Bone Jones for 21 years
This is a god damn chore
Not a fucking fear
An attempt to stop smoking
And to eat more
At least I enjoy smoking
Eating makes me want to die more
But I'll keep on fighting
Every fucking tribulation and pointless trials
Nothing is just, nothing is right
I'm sick of dying all my life
It is my black soul,
That strives to find light