Night creeps in,
Replacing the light of day...
"THE BEAST HAS MY NUMBER"
The windows to my soul, are shattered...
Steal, metal, sharp
release my pain everything...
The only way i am truly at peace is when i watch...
dark, thick, warm & flowing, even gushing...
Eyes stare from ashen face
Mind and memories erase...
It was a disheveled mess,
Defused over the town...
Bleeding as i cut
to make the pain go away...
Walking around in a faceless society bearing a...
there is no one else to blame...
How eyes flutter
Through prisms of glass...
I split the wrist who feeds me.
Feeding on delicate liquid...
I'm sitting here
at an unmarked grave...
One night, as I was lai\ying down in bed, I began...
It cam upon so quickly then it finally slowed...