distorted, decaying
in an abnormal reality
trying to forget
this indestructible memory
doubting, wondering
where i am
who i am
airless, suffocating
walls are closing in
trying desperatly
to bury all my sin
clawing, scraping
leaving marks side to side
going as far as as i must
to get to the outside
crying, trying
to scream with slim hope for one to hear
but hope is only an illusion
to masquerade all my fear
living, dying
lifting my eyes
and suddenly
with nothing left to realize
i am a sleeper
buried deep in the grave
lost in eternal purgatory
damned to an emotional slave
loathing, cursing
all there is to hate
with my lips sewn shut
shedding tears of pain
looking, watching
as they come for me
those who share torment
forever torturing me
who am i?
what am i?
blood stained tears
wishing, hoping to die
but hope is an illusion
nothing more than pretend
whispering sweet tales
that cause the heart to rend
 
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