This poison inside my head, it isn't killing me

instead I'm turning to a vivid poison myself; slowly

like a time ticking grenade 

It would have been better , if I never opened my eyes for the first time

Now I can't escape, I'm looking for a path to 

go to neverland but it's so hard..

I'm toxic with the words that destroyed me,

I'm cynic with the thoughts that haunts me.

Let me die,somehow want to die..

Always waiting for death.

Always.