Broken Shards

Like a demon, It's stirring inside me
Giving me a false sense of energy
Like a reaper, It rips my heart out
With one swift slash, it's pulsing slowly
One foul word, blood rages through me
Like a healer, It seals my wounds
Pushing down deep, the shrapnel bits
Temporarily silencing these vengeful lips
Like a poison, my tainted blood releases me slowly
Deserving this agonizing death
I watch in a broken mirror morbidly
As life trickles gradually from my soul
The broken shards swallow my spirit whole
Like a monster, I tear myself apart
These sullen words from whispered lips
Like allied claws wrenching
My soul, these phrases rip.