stain

i have no inspiration. i've ran out.
im giving up and im thrown down.
farther than last time.
so much more blood now.
im tired of hearing its alright.
when its not and you know it.
your sympathy is bullshit.
put the T after the S in saint.
im a STAIN forever, theres no reason im here.

i live in the apathetic state.
sorrow and remource are my fate.
lets not forget love and hate.
constantly lost, more than myself.
deepening my personal hell.
as i climb and fall, always and forever.
screaming and crying are my eternal endeavor.
this could be the last time,
so goodbye........