It is all I have

A life wasting away

I’m covered with sores

A symptom of my loss

A chain over the neck

Of the fucking bagman

I’ll just smoke to dust

To dust

A toast to my alcoholism

A smoke to my struggle

Bag man

Witness

No one around me to relate

To this

The sting of all wounds

Stain my world black

My only companion

In this fucking nightmare

Is the darkness I conceal

The sting of all wounds

Stains me with blood

In over my head

In this life as trash

Trash

Raped

Discarded

Filled with

The stone that is my heart

Submerged

Chained

To a life

Of nothingness

My hate is real

My hate is me

Diе slow