My aching body begs for rest
My eyes long to shut out the angry stares
My soul breaks down, buckles under
My voice calls for an answer to this incessant prayer

The flesh decays from scars within
This self-inflicted hell of mine
My grave is dug, I gratefully fall
Into a net of pain intertwined

The pillow of pitch suffocates my fleeting breath
My soul, my life leaks from my pores
The tears stain the blood with pure black sin
And illustrate the tortured death my life ensures

Lids fall shut and breathing ceases
The minds halts on the last blissful revelation
Of an eternity above the world
This death was my ultimate destination