Terminated
Maybe I'm just blind.
For not leaving the past, where it belongs, behind.
Sometimes I think that I'm just out of my mind.
Unknown it is, why I say this things.
No longer feeling satisfied with love and life.
Over with the attitude of procrastination.
My world, it wrote its own constitution.
There's no need for inquisition.
Memories that affect an important decision.
No one can procrastinate against me.
Putting lives at risk, with a stunt like this, so let it be.
Recognition of emotion, a feeling of emptiness.
I feel abandoned, living with a heart that was destructed.
Love, from my life, now deducted.
Over with the sorrow, the strain.
Not knowing if I'm suffering in vain.
Only wishing to terminate, isolate, and eradicate my pain.
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