It's ripped out my eyes so I cannot see.
It's peeled away at my skin,
So I can feel the heart wrenching-sin.
Bloody spots of open wounds,
That go so deep that I may soon swoon.
Many lies behind the black holes I have left for eyes,
My eyes have been ripped out so you can look inside.
See the hate that lies deep within,
And feel the acidy like skin.
Bloody fingers from lost nails,
And many cries at my attempts that I have failed.
This person who stares at me,
Can never be set free.
She's lost in herself and can't escape,
Everything just seems so fake.
She wishes that for just once she could cry,
But she can't for she has no eyes.
That lonely feeling tears at her heart,
She hopes her heart would just leave, depart.
Forever in that mirror she will stay,
And her pain will never go away.
Because the reflection she hates most is herself.