I have never been sorry. My whole life feels like its gone the wrong way. I live in constant fear and pain. The drugs make me numb, it never goes way. A black hole in place of my soul, The hooks in my back drag to the unknown. In between the living and dead, this lavender town is the last place I'll tread. Call upon the dark, spit on your grave. Won't be long now. Pray to god, end this pain, All alone. Die alone, give me my rightful death.