Masochist

Life was gone and everything were lost
Felt the wind blowing away my ghost
One night of darkness and full of dose
Cried for the happiness that now would never rose

Pain and tears were so much for the expense
Just for having paid my own suspense
Ive come to an end of my deepest sense
But never I had break away the intense

Have to go through with this mess I made
Must be full of thorns on this bed where I laid
Ive chosen to be of so much hurt not hate
A little too late for chance in this forbidden fate

Find myself bleeding inside this living corpse
I am drowning to death but I have no remorse
Past maybe reason of being miserable and worst
Want to feel peace for my last blood that gores

Grief is the only thing I can comprehend
Believing that no such pain my pretenses can mend
Trying to hide my bleeding soul which I intend
And I am just lying to myself to avoid the hurt of my dismal end
-july 10,2007