This Is Not An Exit (This Is The End)
Rod Usher
Walls are closing in on me
Stakes point at my heart
The light is dim, the air is chilled
My soul feels torn apart
I’m tired of this social cell
Living someone else’s life
The future bleak, the past a mess
I’m being crushed alive
No more rules
No more cells
Call of the dead
Goodbye to the world I hate
This world
Hidden from society
My true self slowly died
My outer shell is breaking in
From the pressure of my life
My hands tear at my skin and flesh
My nails destroy my sight
I bite my own veins to escape
This nightmare some call life
This is not an exit – this is the end