My Hell

I’m so tired of being here
Compressed by all my pain in my tears
They rip my soul to shreds falling down my face

And as I kneel to pray
And listen to his soft tender voice
My eyes shut tight
I suddenly fall clenching the carpet with my bony fragile hands and shaken soul
I scream fastening my arms around my stomach as I feel the pain spreading throughout me

These wounds are pierced so deep
I can hardly even think
And as I crawl and climb; trembling over to my bed
My pillow only being covered in my own blood;

I’ve cried every night to sleep with sobs that haunt even my own nightmares as I still see your beautiful face
I pull my bruised knees up to my chest
And realize I cannot feel my body.

My face has grown pale with a darkened, weak conscience
The deep circles around my eyes;
And the short breathes I now take...
I am dead.

I’ve cried out into the bright skies above;
But I’ve only burned out only to speak these few words

And I only hear your voice as I lay there;
My sanity ceasing to exist.

These wounds are pierced so deep
I can hardly even think
‘Cause now I’ve gone and said goodbye forever

And yet I will still lay here with my black eyeliner running down my face,
The mascara blotches covering my pillow
And my gaunt frail body that now is a skeleton will stay here
In pain I stay
Waiting for some light to shine through the blinds behind me
To save me from my hell I’ve created here in my head