Dark secrets float around and look for light to come out, They hunger to destroy, The master of its darkness, Past guilt runs me down to nothing, I'am blood thirsty for my own blood, The drips of it spreading in my sketch book documenting what I have done, Playing tricks with my mind bringing back lost fragmented memories, Nothing can stop what has and still is happening to me, Why do I feel like I'am fighting against myself, Prying thoughts of suicide out of my head, I feel I can not help my want to be dead, Why is my worst enemy myself? two sides in one person, can that be possible or is this an illusion of the mind, I desperately want to give myself what I deserve, seeing death walk in its shadowy coat stalking, watching and surging through my torn beaten flesh, blocking me from my true being and emotions, Numb hollow I can no longer feel, Emotion no longer exist in the shadow of me, My soul hides from the rath I unleash on my arms, The rath I have brought upon myself, My mind is blurry Blacked out, Not knowing what to do so confused, I'am hollow pieces of flesh forced together, I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT ME, My hate steers more towards me than anything or anyone else in this world I'am supposed to live in, ALL I HATE IS IN ME