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Those sentences are empty

Empty like this body

A foggy cloud is resting at my brain

I can't understand a word (and the world)

Fear of becoming just an ash

Made this life looks darker

The coldness I embraced and the dreariness

Is now deep in my veins

Isolation is now the path

Path to the clear mind

Dead masks and dead smiles

Now you know you have failed... Again...

Once alone because of the people

Now alone because it's pleasure

I have seen reality enough

I know what will happen...

So I should take the knife,

Slit my wrists, deep with every cut

Stab my stomach few times

Then slit my throat

This body will not be found...

This body has died unknowingly

This body didn't understood the thing called life...