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Defeated by everything I am,

My weakness is not my strength...

I lied when I complained.

Deception is so strong.

The taste it leaves in my mouth is thick,

And metalic...Like your blood.

My skin is cold with lies,

Crawling like worms on the wet pavement.

Time for my general brooding.

Seasonal screaming takes my hand and pulls on my heart.

Broken into a million pieces.

Falling, falling

Slowly into this Hell Hole of Yours.

Dive, into this melting pot of horrors.

Pain to be gained, but always stained.

Wish the world would shut up.

Drowning.

In the bath of your blood.

Crimson stained clothes with scars to bear the blame.

The tears I shed have no meaning, nothing to lose.

I'm numb.

Locked up inside, the soul I wish I had rights to.

Sleeping in the darkness, the depth of despair.

Wake me up.

Please.

No.

Don't wake me up.

This monster I am is turbulant, and disasterous.

Without this...this breath of mine...

I'm unreal.

I'm fake.

As always.

Numb, bleeding and numb... forever moody.

Pensive mood acts upon no action.

I'm still living a lie.

Still hiding beneath the covers.

From the monster that is me.

Why can't I escape?

Fingertips caress the rough edges of my pulsing heart.

Hold in the pain.

Hold it in tightly.

I'll hold it, even as you squeeze my heart dry.

Bump.

Bump.

The walls move and everything shifts, in this fantasy world.

Despair rules, and Chaos is god.

Sinner, Sinner.

The lines run in my head.

Over and over... make it stop!

Please.

Release this fear, or keep it locked up.

No..

No... I scream.

I yell, but this voice is weak, and its soft.

Just a child.

Perfection is grotesque.

Never was, never existed.

I'm a fool. I'm a fool.

Drown me in your hate.

Stick my head in the liquid fear you produce.

Forget me.

Make me disappear.

You Do it all the time.

HEAR ME!

No mask to hide behind any more...

Feeling naked in the harsh gales of life's sweet wind.

Flamming embers branding my flesh.

Betrayal leaving scars larger then I can imagine.

Blood seeping into the ground, growing and breatheing.

Feel it.

Fear it.

Insanity; Want my Card?