I can't shed this feeling The weight of the world is too much For one to handle on his own Just watching himself Damned to the end of his own life Because these vices lightens everything His body, his mind and his soul But will it ever be enough? Or will it be too much? Because it slowly consumes him whole Until he can't find his own soul Losing himself in the things that he loves Stuck in his own world Unravelling things he never knew existed Or things he never knew he could achieve He puts his hand out, reaching for help But instead, he feels a cold blanket hugging him And his sight goes dim His breath shortens and heartbeat softens The life he once knew he lived Has finally left with peace And as the clock ticks on He feels his life taken away So slowly, so painfully And silent screams was all he could afford to do Grasping onto his dear life Not knowing what comes after Leaving everything and everyone As the reaper rips what he sewed