Hurting

Life has turned sour theres death in the
air,

The stench is crawling inside me when will life
turn out fair?

I fear the daylight the night keeps me
strong,

Covered in darkness i'm safe though not for
long.

People everywhere demons in
disuise,

Ready to burn you and destroy you with
lies,

Sometimes i feel like i'm ready to
die,

But something keeps me fighting and i swear i
wont cry.

I'm empty of feeling but have hatred to
spare,

Death is my salvation because life will never
be fair.