I’d do anything to numb the pain,
I’ve got nothing to lose or gain.

My mind is slowly breaking down,
can’t hear the sights or see the sounds.

My skin is peeling off my face,
like paint and grime and pretty lace.

My heart beats fast within my chest,
a wingless bird without a nest.

My mind is messy, sharp, and callous,
it’s filled with loathing, hate and malice.

Beneath my fingers, black and white,
too dark to hear, there is no light.

A pretty tune I can’t remember,
a glowing fire, a dying ember.

Her pretty voice, ringing clear,
her smile, to me, is so dear.

My love, my pain, my past,
doomed to burn, gone at last.

The clock is ticking, slow and loud,
its steady beat, a dooming sound.

My head sinks low, with water inside,
this weight is mine, and heavy with pride.

I’m done with this, I’m leaving here,
it’s coming soon, it’s drawing near.

I’m gone, I’ve left, it’s far behind,
with vision black, I’m going blind.

Autumn leaves and winter breeze,
spring is gone, no buzzing bees.

Yellow, orange, red, and green,
summer gone, no longer seen.

Dust and snow fall from the sky,
ashes of fire, made to die.

This broken soul of mine,
has finally crossed the line.