My soul is broken,
My fellings are misshaped,
Locked within the metal prision,
Which cannot be escaped
Lying awake in this empty tomb,
This deciever which is my conscience
Sitting alone in this vacant room
This torturous act of penance
Masochistic distraction
Blinds me from the pain
The blades is sit and sharpen
Lost in my disdain...
I sit here decayed and rotten
Strung upon a feeling
Ripped open by a thought
This pain has left me reeling
Abandoned and distraught
Ifell for you again
I am lost now...
There is nothing left of me...
Hating what i am now...
Will i ever be free?
Or will it end like this?