Mud Part 1

Mud, I can't get out of it, I have daily nightmares, I feel at risk of something I created inside of me, I am addicted to black stripe, intravenous needle to calm myself down, I miss them, my cross inverted or curse, I crawl in hell because I committed suicide on my 30th birthday, now I didn't leave here sunk in my own demon, I feel anguish and regret hatred all the time, the light doesn't come here and I sink more and more, I'm disfigured by time, I was already bro, so they pass infinite times the clock stopped