The Aftermath of Her

Inside I feel my organs rot
I say I'm fine, but I'm not
This fire consumes my living soul
I hear my death bell toll

I feel as though I've dug six feet down
and I can't make another sound
I want to pull the dirt over my head
Finish it quick and soon be dead

I hope for peace I'll never find
I'm starting to lose my mind
The feelings I had are gone
To feel numb is what I long

It surges through my veins at full throttle
I try so hard to slow it with a bottle
I can't contain it any longer
these tendencies only grow stronger

I know I won't last forever
and this choice is now or never
I can't wait any longer
and things couldn't be wronger

So just bury me in a hole
It's not worth saving a sick soul
I'll tie the noose, you kick the chair
At least it was something we could share