229th Post

Eternal hate.

Eternal anger.

Misery.
Darkness.
Another agonizing scream of anguish.

Why oh why.
Am i reduced to this.

Eyes that once smiled.
Now becomes dull and blank.

Lips that once curved in a smile.
Now becomes expressionless.

A warm heart that once used to love.
Is now reduced to ice.

Covered with scars.
Of a war lost.

Another piece of my mind.

Flakes off.
From a mind that is cracking.

Reduced to nothing.
But eternal silence.

Is it worth it?

Where is the salvation that i yearn for?
Will my tainted blood be ever be cleaned?
Where are my tears?

What is left of me.

But a shell.
A shell that got torn and ripped apart.
By the demons of cold hard reality.

Sigh.

Metal unto flesh.
Let thy tainted blood flow.

Let thy scars remain.

As a painful reminder.
Of thy sinful past.

Amen.