The room

In the room inside my head, walls are painted with blood
Trickling down the surfaces oozing out of the cracks
Falling from the ceiling come the spirits flying through me
Stripping me of my sanity front and back

Cold feelings pouring through my possesed mind
Infested with thoughts of drugs and suicide
Voids of darkness infuriating my soul
As I feebly attempt to exorcise the demons inside

My eyes close and reopen a bloodshot from lack of sleep
My twisted heart full of the pain of unrequited feelings
Scars burn on my arms like hells fire
As I begin going through my mind, old scars not healing

Lunatic overseeing the destroying of myself
As I launch into a new attack on my arms
Laughter rumbling away from my fiery throat
A passionate happiness about my new self harm

Smiles flash across the face I no longer recognise
Too much hurt feeding on my swelling insanity inside
Climb up the ladder face filled with maniacal glee
As I hang myself, a final laugh, triumphant in suicide