early graves

[the_final_days]

there was a time when i would end every day with the sun at my back, lost in my thoughts and my ambitions (but there's no turning back). the sun has set and my dreams have swallowed a shotgun.

time's up, give me the rope to break my neck. all my friends are on their way to early graves.

to those i love, i apologize, i've lost the will to live my life.