(depression Poem) Blood Letting Just To Feel Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Blood letting just to feel.
Nothing is real.
Crawling in the dark.
Looking for an escape.
Will destiny just let be free.
In constant debt.

A slave to an system that knows no regret.
Your just so god damn insufficient.
Nothing absolutely nothing.
A march of the blind.
At war with everyone for just an tiny bit of breathing room.
Someone just let me out.

Blood letting just to feel.
Nothing is real.
Crawling in the dark looking for an escape.
Will destiny just let be free.
I'm on my knees praying to a god
i don't even believe in.
Just for a chance at a better existence.
One where i can run above the clouds.
Without having to worry about falling so far down.
So suddenly i hit the ground.
Got to run for cover.

Blood letting just to feel.
Nothing is real.
Crawling in the dark looking for an escape.
Will destiny just let me be free.
Maybe with a little more agony.
Pain turns into pleasure.
It becomes the systems measure.
Walk a mile in denial.
No willingness to face it faithfully,
honestly, and wholeheartedly.

Blood letting just to feel.
Nothing is real.
Crawling in the dark looking for an escape.
Will destiny ever let me be free.
Take your shackles and chains.
I just will not play this game.
See the writing on the wall thats my name.
Yes i was here but now i'm gone just so far gone.
Lost in space and time.
Searching for something i will probably never find.
Its just too late its already gone, already gone.

Blood letting just to feel.
Nothing is real.
Crawling in the dark looking for an escape.
Will destiny ever let me be free.
All i have ever wanted is that
i promised an was so wrongfully denied.