These Cities,Our Graves by Antagonist

The Walking Dead

by Antagonist· from These Cities,Our Graves

I WATCHED MYSELF DYING.CHOKING ON THIS PATHETIC CONSUMER...DEATH.MY EYES ARE BURNT.MY TONGUE IS CUT.AND I AM LYING IN A POOL OF MY OWN BLOOD.COLOURED BLACK FROM THIS PARASITIC POISIN.COLOURED BLACK BECAUSE I HATE MYSELF.AND I JUST OPENED MY EYES.TO SEE IM SITTING STILL IN DARKNESS.THIS WORLD IS SHIT.THIS WORLD IS NOT MINE.AND I CANT RISE ABOVE THIS FILTH.DRAGGED BACK DOWN.KNEE DEEP IN SHIT IM DROWNING.CHOKING ON THIS PATHETIC CONSUMER WASTELAND.AND IM BUYING.I BOUGHT IT ALL.I BOUGHT MY FREEDOM FOR $9.95.AND I DONT FEEL A THING.I DONT FEEL ANYTHING ANYMORE...ARE YOU SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING?NEVER FEELING QUITE COMPLETE...NO ONE KNOWS WHAT THEY WANT.WHO THEY ARE OR WHERE THEY ARE GOING.BECAUSE THERE IS NO ANSWER.WE'RE ALREADY DEAD.