Torn into pieces.
My heart bleeds...

You are...
A strange and confusing being...

They say the eyes
Are the window to the soul...

Hating you.
Hating me...

You move closer,
My heart begins to beat...

I approach the room.
Door's closed...

Crimson tears fall from my eyes,
The tide it bursts forth...

Scars.
Scars that cannot be seen...

These words,
They spring from my mouth...

*kind of a follow up poem to 'Apocalypse' *
A lonely view...

End of the world.
Apocalypse is here and now...

Forgotten reality.
It's where I belong...