Speechless I lay down my head. 
Shaking from this feeling of emptiness. 
Every [bad word] time I try to create definitions of what my missions are, and why are we brought to this world when the end result is totally [bad word]  I choke for air, and tears flow like bleeding rivers from my eyes, down my cheek, ending where once I will lay. 
I can never find words to express that how I feel being totally helpless, and alone with this, but I just can never stop worrying about this, even if I end up, and [bad word] [bad word] nothing, just like everyone else will. 
Well, I guess, this is natural order, well [bad word] that. 
And what makes it scarier, are all the people who just try to cash in on this, all those people waiting for it. 
No [bad word] dogmas can save me, no [bad word] higher power can save me. 
Just myself, and my creativity, all the things I care for, and all the people I just love for being here. 
And [bad word]  this is why it hurts, this why it hurts. 
All the things we lived for, are just going to be [bad word] nothing. 
Just like you. 
Just like me. 
But these are our catalysts to keep us going on and on and on and on and on and on and on. 
I can never find words to express that how I feel. 
 [bad word]  I just can never say goodbye. 
I hate to say goodbye, it’s unfair to say goodbye, I don’t want to say goodbye