372nd Post

A dark night.

Lightning slash across the sky.
Like giant swords.

The rain pelts down.
Like so many needles.

Lucky for me.
This weather hides my deepest misery.
And the blood tears that flow.

Eyes that once tell stories.
Are now blank soulless screens.

My own mind.

A jumbled haze of frazzled wires.
Slowly shorting out.
One wire at a time.

Until i am nothing left.
But one that watches silently.

Living in the darkest of the darkest of shadows.
Is that how my life's color looks like now?

As the blood pools on the floor.
The last of my fading circuits fire a few final thoughts.

What have you done?
Why are you torturing yourself with such pain and misery?
Is that your form of pleasure?

And i mumble.

Perhaps so.
Because this is my way of escaping from this horrid world of reality.