Persistance

Sitting on the edge of my life,
Ramdom thoughts come and go,
Dark thoughts, sad thoughts, happy thoughts,
Pityful thoughts along with rivers running down my face.
When will these adventures come to an end?
I need to know, where does the path I walk on finishes.
I now know what I am supposed to do
Now I know i once held it, enjoy it it,
indulge on it, got drunk in it and asked for more.
Now I also know this is our destiny,
This emptiness and lonelyness is the high price
we pay in order to be accepted
I do not fit in this world, yet I loved it
I am dying, yet I want to live,
I was lied to, but I need to believe.
The very same reason I used to live this life
Has become the reason why I can't live anymore.
Slowly dying, melting away in sorrow, tears and sadness.
This is my life! My purpose in this world!