Another Sad Day.

Sit in my room. Death overhead Hurting my heart Filling with dread. Time flies by but I do not care. I am the king and I'm never there. Is it insanity? Is it the pain? It is humanity! It is same! Bittersweet tears trickle down. I feel it it break but i do not frown Alone, tortured inside Hurt and beaten but I already died. and left myself behind. I gave up so long ago. I left it behind but I didnt know. I am so young and i gave up on life felt forever hurt and turned to the knife