Oh What A Terrible Place

Darkness surrounds me in this sunlit room;

I lurk in the shadows,

Hiding behind the illusions of perfection and love.

This cold casket bed hides my true secrets,

Of anguish, of guilt;

I am not who you think I am

I am everything you never expected,

The cracked heart and broken bone,

The splatter of blood on the floor;

An incomplete vision of complete imperfection,

Just waiting to be unveiled.

Impatience is my virtue,

And I am the ruler of my own underworld,

That's dragging me helplessly down to a hell I have created.

A disastrous masterpiece in the making;

This is how heartbreak ends,

What destruction looks like in the eyes of an innocent.

And as I creep around this shadowed room

I feel the eyes of deception all over my body.

This is what life has come to,

A mere desolate emptiness

Leaving me to search,

To constantly search for truth.

I feel helpless,

In the face of these deceptive demons

That prowl this territory

That I call my mind,

But they call their own.

The constant question of sanity,

My mind is a terrible place to be.