Terminal Burn Offline

Terminal Burn: You are out there, living your life with no real meaning. You are out there, pushing through life with hopeless dreaming. You are out there, unaware that your purpose is not what you expect it to be. You are out there, blinded by the deceit of the life you can not see. You are out there, taking for granted every tomorrow. You are out there, not knowing that your loved ones with face such sorrow. You are out there, laughing and smiling and singing a song. You are out there, clueless that one day your life will go wrong. You are out there, planning for futures that never will be. You are out there, for me.

Terminal Burn: Darkness peeks its head in as I attempt to show expression. I try to move my lips but The weight off all my sadness keeps them in depression. Wishing, wanting, waiting for some relief from this hell, but all I see are past memories from this rancid prison cell. The humans think they know just how to make things right. When all they really know is how to hide my fright. Shots, pills, and potions are the answer so they feel. But the numbness in my life is ever oh so real. They claim to have empathy of my struggles in my life, but they are so fucking clueless of my trials and my trife. The road ahead is hopeless my hill to climb so steep. I trudge through this life of pain with emotions thick and deep. The mutation in my body slowly takes my breath, as it slowly devours my soul and soon shall come my death. The humans say hang on, help is on the way. But the karma is the master and the devil I have to pay!