Simply tainted too deep...

Falling into a hopeless bottomless hole of blackness and pain and stitches of diseased souls scraping their way within, cutting and ripping your emotions to kill the time...they wait for the light to reach them to scream murder and take it all away...

Waiting to hear truth from the millions of lies, I let go, watching you walk away just like u always do... I cant help the fact that everyone can see these scars... but now my shoulders are heavy, taking the blame and shame of being the person you cant recognize not that you knew back then...

Looking in the mirror, I can't stand my own reflection
And while the clock ticks life away, my eyes faded and jaded,
Pupils lost to the world of ghosts who laugh and taunt and tease while my being is nailed and twisted and bent for the sake of being alive...

Diseased demons inherit my body, flickering fiery tongues tasting my pain and feeding of the corpse of my soul... my screams are silent, but my cuts wail 1000 words. But I am void, aching endlessly as I face a sordid reality... not living

Swimming in pools of a facade, an empty pool of fragility unknown, I bestow my broken self, a shell of what I once owned. A simple nothingness is what I've become, just merely passing, unseen and unheard, no grace and no glory...

You still are blind to me!
I'm falling apart, falling... ALWAYS falling
Vicious ravenous emotions pluck out my reason, decaying my essence and creating actions of the heart..
I take a razor to my wrist, I pierce my body, I hear it slice open, creating a sardonic grin within the skin

Blood reigns and caresses my wrist, like falling in love again!
I cant let go of what I've done, because this time, its too late...and too deep... my breathing shallows, my brittle and belittled heart begins to slow, a scornful derision of what I am makes my demons cackle, the faceless spirits cheer

My deep black and afflicted blood runs freely in ample magnitude
I shrivel and shake and fall - ALWAYS falling
Down, oh so down into a pendulum of change from change and tainted tears which fall.. I wish I could say one last thing:
I'm sorry for making the worst part of you.....me