Memories Are Encrypted Into Your Soul

I'm just so tired, I don’t know how much longer I can take it. My memory is not a white board, It cannot be erased. The thoughts are always there, I cant make them go away. There are always here, And forever they will stay. It use to be here all the time, Then it use to come and go. Now it is back and wont go away, And for how long I can hold on this time, I don’t know. Hope began to fade a decade ago, Now it has disappeared and I don’t know where it went. I now hate who I am and who I've become, And everyday for my sins I repent. I've made my bed of thorns, And forever there I will lye. The tears don’t fall anymore, I'm just to damn tired to cry. How I let it get this far, So far that I can't reach. Now I am stuck with it till eternity, Sucking the life out of me like a leach. So until I'm in the ground In my bed of dirt at peace. I'll stick this god forsaking life out, Till the beautiful day of my release.