Old Place my last word

Completely foolish
I wait the day of my last word
Forget what was and will be
Feel the wind and last breath
Dissolving my anguish
Corroded inside
I wait the last sign of hate
That always runs through my veins
Made me struggle
To take what is mine
But I'll continue!
When this blood is flowing
My wound scarring on my face
While I pray for fear
Fucked up and tired
Of an empty life
What that hell am I doing here?
Lost in a bullshit
Looking for a hug
Knowing that everything what was done
Nothing worked
I'm what they want me to be
That what feeds me
Warms me from the cold
It's anger that I've created