Rotting in This Putrid Life

I burn myself into remorse…
A life of false promises
Life is positive?
That life gives to me?
Only suffering and delusions
Guilty is not of depression or of disease of life
But of the human kind
So ready to hurt, judge and kill
Now is too late to forgot
I will rotting myself in that putrid life
And when my end is near …
I will make the best view. And whatching them
Dying one by one …
Your life ends … with my hate