A trick of the mind.

My eyes are tearing,
Their bloodshot and red,
My arms are hurting,
My smile is dead.

My blood is crisom,
My laughs are fake,
My mind is whispering,
"Your just a mistake"

My blade is rusty,
My palse beats fast,
The room starts spinning,
The lights start to flash.

Warm yet cold,
Alive but dead,
Its all in my mind,
This is only pretend.

Reality died,
No ones around,
When the final drip falls,
I crash to the ground.

Its raining out side,
Stay in wrap up warm,
If you listen you'll hear,
Your mothers dead call.