My Tomb

The new look of pain,
Fresh in my eyes.
Reflections of my life turns me insane,
As I think twice.

Black eyeliner soaking my lower lids,
A dark figure crowding my mind.
I rub them harshly,
Only for more black tears to find.

Why am I here!?
I scream oh so loud.
Head spinning in agony,
As the pain slowly crowds.

I grab my head in duress,
And fall unto my knees.
Suffocating in the moment,
Done screaming out pleas.

Help me please,
Free me from myself.
Help me escape,
Get me out of hell.

I look up at that girl again,
Only to see a tomb.
I turn in fear,
Only to feel it more soon.

My shirt soaked in tears,
The black lace on my skirt rips.
The scars on my arms turn red,
And blood starts to drip.

I hold my arm tight,
Remembering those times.
Pouring my heart onto the page,
Hurting myself more with every line.

The pen helps me escape,
The paper helps me heal.
This pain I thought was gone,
The agony is surreal.

I hear the screams again,
Going through my head.
I see the corpse again,
Yet.... The lifeless body has no head.

Who is this woman?
She's wearing my clothes...
Is this my destiny,
Is this where I go.

I look up at that girl again,
Only to see a tomb.
I turn in fear,
Only to feel it more soon...