And today I morn
Holding the parts to my crushed heart,
I stare into the abyss of my dull soul.
The feelings I held so dear to me,
revealing a dark hatred.
Jealousy stirring inside me,
Looking through the cracked mirror that dares to show me,
the light of this disfigured form.
How could anyone accept this monstrosity I see before me?
Like chains constricted around my arms,
I am trapped.
The ocean held back by the damn,
but for how long?
With each passing thought,
each passing memory,
a new crack is welcomed upon the beaten stone.
Its seeps of the blood I want to spill and smear,
Paint a message that will never be forgotten.
Oh but how easy a stain is washed.
Faded away like a print in the sand.
As I open the door and pear out,
my body burns.
The closer I get to heavens light,
the more I am blinded.
Chard to a crisp.
But now the road has ended and the plug has been pulled,
My desired path so close, yet the world declines.
I have hit the wall, bled my fists upon it.
Now it is time to except...
So I morn.