Selfdestructive

Listen, to the sound of falling

The decline of a beautiful yesterday

Spiraling down a pitch black forever

Into the essence of your desperate idea

A creation of a weary and exhausted mind

Feeding upon its own poisoned fruits

And craving for our final decline

To let go and be pulled beneath

Can you hear it, the lamenting river

The river that has whispered our names

Once I stared into its cold black eye

As if tomorrow would never come

Sometimes I wonder if you do the same

If you yearn for that deadly kiss

Wanting to escape your plaguing burden

And reach out for a moment of peace

I never thought it would come to this

That we would end up in this weary state

Like shades of a forgotten eden

In constant denial of all that was us

Killing ourselves to live a lie

Killing ourselves without knowing why

Searching for peace but finding pain

We are suffering from selfish ambitions