I'm a skin deep monster...

All I see is a monster;
A monster looking back at me,
A monster that goes skin deep,
A monster with expressionless agony...

All my pain is numbing,
My soul is dead;
It's dead inside of me
The rotting spirit forthcoming

I have lost all remorse,
I have lost all hope,
All my dreams have gone,
And I turn to my savior my rope.

A noose around my neck,
Is slowly binding
My mind is screaming,
But it's not worth living the life I call a wreck

My monstrous body swings,
It swings from the curtain rods,
A reflection of an unsightly thing;
My rotting thing you'd call my body.