Left alone with my mental sin
Tormented by the devil within
Cracking under the excruciatingly loud silence
The storm inside growing evermore violent
A storm by which the likes of Jupiter has never seen
A storm that shifts realities and warps dreams
Shifted dreams into nightmares and strife
Nightmares and strife into real life
Left alone in the middle of the dark
I take the time to rip my heart out
An act that should be full of pain and dread
But I can’t feel the sting of Death for I am already dead
An empty container full of lies and lust
Once my heart was out, it turned to dust
Now I’m hollow with a hole in my chest
I await tomorrow’s Hell as I get some rest