My mind seems consumed by an inosence that holds onto anger n hurt. The very depths of my being fill with contemplations of suicide. No longer does a smile fill this room with desire to go further into the life that has become nothing more than a darkness within the walls of my very existing and breathing tortured being. My eyes no longer look into the light ahead for it only comes with memories of what I am n used to be. This angel of wings so jagged it can no longer soar the heavens of pureness the ones I so loved. My shatterd halo sits in the corner of my clouded room room shattered to bits no longer glowing. I'm but a fallen being trapped in this darkness that is me, barely recognizable by those whom cross my path n step all over me. My eyes they cry tears of blood that glisten like rubies crushed against my face under the only light I see the moon. It too has forsaken my existance! My lips thirst to be touched n yet the simple thought of this brings pain you'd never want to know. This darkness takes me by the hand each passing of day and night making me seem like speck in lifes reality. I lay my hurting body on the coldness of the floor for it comforts the pain if only momentarly. This cold floor my refuge this darkness my sanctuary. I lay there drowning my fears away, life pouring out from me and yet there are no cuts to be seen. Opening my eyes to heaven I scream but the voice of a tortured dark soul isn't one to be heard. My wings hurt as I pull feathers off, tossing them into the emptyness surrounding me. I call again in pain for my love to save me his hand reaches but I can never grab hold. Tears of red full my eyes again n I realise I'm gone. Goodbye my soul, sadness is this tortured darkness that is me. Goodbye my love. Hello insanity!
