My eyes were fixated
On the pale
And bright white wall.
I wanted to destroy this wall,
Taint it with every haunting memory.

With this wall intruding
My path to move
Forward past this love
I knew it should suffer
What I had all these years.

My hands became fists
As a bashed my knuckles
Harmonically against the wall.
I could feel the vague bruising
Growing after each strike,
I didn't care.

Each hit was pure ecstasy
And each bloody print
Against the wall
Kept my soul at ease
For all the pain endured.

My fists were no longer
Functioning due to the broken bones
Of suicide and cigarettes.
My bitter punches
Became claws
And scratched away the bland paint
From the only object
Obscuring my vision.

I could feel my nails ripping
Against my skin
Causing lonely gashes
And tranquil bleeding.
I needed this
One last attempt
Before I left this place.

I am renewed
And my burdens released;
The wall fell down before me
To follow his torment
And enclose him
In my eternal hell.
 
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