The End There is something inside my chest beating There is fire inside my soul and it’s bleeding This is how I grieve and express my feelings Feeling the blues since and I am still screaming  Been on the edge feeling cold and freezing  Been loved but they deserted me and said I'm needy I am trying to love but I am heaving with the crowd  The voices in my head are loud telling me to change my route  I am just writing my thoughts on this paper  I'm still coping with my loss until the day later  I'm still crying, drinking shots waiting for the reaper I can see my anger vaporizing my awful behaviour  Trying to find the option but I am stuck in this mess  My love they left and I am still awfully depressed Then they ask me why do you detest like the rest  Just be happy that you are here living to exist I'm still lost and stuck in the mist   I am still drifting but I would like to be kis...