Drowning in sadness
I am the note before suicide
I am the tear that brim the eyes
That penetrate the skin
Leaving visiting scars
I am the note before suicide
I am the bird flying over the dead sea
Searching for land
Nesting until predators feast
I am the note before suicide
I am the sun who visit the skies
Waiting to be seen
Until the clouds devour brightness
The dark Chaos
When night falls killing the dreams
I am the note before suicide
I am the fingers
That palms into a fist
Recharging strength
Relapsing
Allowing weakened thoughts
I am becoming a walking nightmare
Waiting to be awaking from the matrix
.........what's is reality
Just a unwritten suicide note
that's the true reality