Emptiness choking my breath,
Making me to lean towards death,
Couldn't see anything except the color black,
Always wishing for someone to come back,
Lost in fairy tale which I thought was true,
It's may be pleasing to see the shades of blue.
Was a fool to feel beautiful,
Sanity warned but insanity overruled,
Trust is gone, soul is dead,
I feel no pain even when my cuts bleed.
Being tired of heartaches, I may choose euthanasia,
It's getting hard to have dysphoria.