Turning Blue

Suffocating myself,
With my own bare hands,
I can\'Tkeep hiding,
Behind this dark pointless shelf.

Suffocating, suffocating,
With no one near,
Lonely, and lost,
Nothing to bring me cheer.

My hands,
So sweaty,
shaking in fear,
Dark clouds,
A stormy night,
No God can clear.

Cursed,
Forgotten,
Unrecoverable and ruined.
Hands,
So deadly,
Skin so torn.

Strangling,
Strangling,
Are my hands doing this?
I\'mMuhallucinating|_Everything?
In sweet cold bliss?

No one in my sweet exexistence|_Everyone throwing,
A nasty glance.

Nothing,
But a helpless rose,
Of romance.

Everything broken,
So untrue...

My hands, around my neck,
Brain in sweet argue,
Tears that are streaming,

With my own hands,
My poor face,
is turning blue...