why do we kill ourselves to survive only to die

it is strangling, sucking out my inner self

till im nothing but a lifeless carcus 

till my ashes drift away with the roaring wind

and become one with the apmosphere.

it is the thunder-like thoughts that clapp and boom in my head 

the underwhelmingurgency to survive

the loss of what is right

it is the path that i have followed so long 

yet i look ahead and see nothing but a dead end'

so why do i go through a downword spriraling routine?why



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