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All that lies in me,

Dying in rapture of this mistake,

Making the same errors I always do,

Searching for love in a darkened room,

Blinded by my own desires,

Losing my sense of life in this game,

Searching still for meaningless structure,



Trying to bring myself up,

Only to cut my own legs off,

Bleeding my stain on myself,

Never to carry on again in this manner,

Nothing more than a friend to anyone,

Always shot down by my own thoughts,



Just a stepping stone in life,

Never meant to be loved for me,

Only used to lean on,

Merely a scratching post for the world,

My blacken heart torn, ripped, and mutilated,

Only good for a lay and cast aside,



Thrown to the curb to be taken with the trash,

Only to be picked up to stop bleeding in vain,

Never to rest in peace, never to be unused,

Hollow and empty, my soul retreated,

Feeling like I'm gone,

As the times change, leaving me so staggered,

Trying to run from the pain,

Nothing but blackness infront of me,

Wishing there was more to come,



Wanting to have value,

Unable to leave my pain behind,

Carrying it around as I go,

Weighing me to this spot,

Wondering why they say I'm God,

Yet treating me less than shit,



Trying to force the blood out,

But nothing is left to pump it,

Just my shell remains...