Echoed silence
a screeching terror
past my empty heart
slices my skin
and dripping thin
along a painted mirror
my skull is cracked
my bones are weak
and always do I seek
where i cannot cry
and just wait to die
and rid me of this peak
I am empty and im useless
waiting until you see
the truth behind the mirror
my unforgiving reality
I am sick and twisted
to get on my hands and knees
crawling on the floor
begging to you to please
slice my life until no more
so i can feel the pain
and then it will go away
and ill never feel again