My heart bleeds red,
My soul bleeds black.
A nightmare again,
They are coming back.
I feel
tentacle,
Under my
skin.
Reminding me
of my past,
Of the
monster within.
Vultures circle me,
They taunt and jeer.
I feel closer to death,
With each insult I hear.
Feels so
helpless,
Whenever I
cried.
Almost a
dead body,
I’m no one’s
ride.
I feel my heart break,
From secrets which don’t crack.
A love one strong,
Becomes a painful crash.
Marred skin
and tattered flesh,
Snow white
skin.
And a sea of
blood,
Suicide
won’t be a sin.
Mistakes for a skeleton,
Skin clings to bone.
A shadow of former myself,
A lifeless clone.
My heart
bleeds red,
My soul
bleeds black.
I’m my own
worst nightmare,
And I’m
coming back.
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