Murder Myself 

Communication is a joke when emotions come first

It’s the fucking worse when you can’t say what really hurts

Six feet under is too shallow for a Heretic

Bury memories of me before they fucking make you sick

Death is the ticket that makes you really give a fuck

Life is the burden that makes me feel fucking stuck

All the words and the truth are locked up and burned

My distance and contempt is something you earned

Assumptions and judgement got you fucked yet again

I can smell the corruption but you won’t even bend

But I’m selfish for wanting all this pain to go away

Your suggestions and your bullshit don’t save the fucking day

Pride steals your breath as you won’t admit your fault

I beg of death as the secret leaves the vault

All this pain and the loneliness builds behind the scene

The eyes have turned away and now I’ll haunt your fucking dreams

By Cosmic Tempest

Do You Know?  

Do you know what it's like

To be so dark and empty inside 

The daily question as to why

It's harder to be alive than just die

Do you know what it's like 

To feel so alone with others around 

Fighting battles that have no sound 

To look for meaning that cannot be found 

Do you know what it's like 

When people truly won't listen

But wonder why we go missing 

This fucking life ain't worth living 

Do you know what it's like 

To stay alive for everyone else 

Suffering eternal hell

This darkness burns so well

Do you know what it's like

To daydream of meeting The Reaper 

Or feeling the pain get deeper 

These cuts become bleeders 

Do you know what it's like 

To take a walk in my life 

Have you felt my strife 

Do you lose sleep every night 

Do you know what it's like 

To know there is no fixing your life 

No matter how hard you fight 

The end is in sight 

Do you know

 

(Written by Cosmic Tempest)