Bad Intentions

Sinking suspicion I’m not going to amount to anything.  That I am slipping away into obscurity.



My head is filled with bad intentions. I can’t take it. 



Waiting for a day to call it quits. What a waste of precious time and space. This is all feeling so stagnant. all of thiiiss feels so pathetic. 



It’s a weight it that keeps beating down on me. Don’t try to bury me 6 feet deep.



We all know that I couldn’t be saved. I don’t deserved to be save. 



Just waiting to call it quits. 



Sinking suspicion I’m not going to amount to anything.  That I am slipping away into obscurity. A never ending weight beating down on me. Eating away at me. 



My head is filled with bad intentions. I can’t take it. Drawn and quartered mind and spirit. 



Never ending melancholy. 



Sinking suspicion I’m not going to amount to anything.  That I am slipping away into obscurity. I can’t breathe. 



Never ending melancholy.