Replacing Grace

The creeping vine, there's no way out
Twisting, turning, beg to shout
no telling truths or spinning lies
refuse to tell your last good byes.

Heart of metal locked and chained
Another broken life is stained
stained with anger and with strife
the pain you covet, not worth life.

In and out of broken dreams
you shudder, sigh, and hear your screams
of whispered voices in your ear
the time at last is drawing near.

Line of paint across one wrist
the room is fading starts to twist
a fallen angel locked in hate
heading for the final gate.

Gone to far you scream and cry
You had no wish to truly die
just to harbor and create
a life where pain replaces hate
replaces love and sadness too
over all replaces you.
Nothing left, a little light
Pain could never reach such height.