The mirror cracks beneath the weight, Of eyes that hold a self-made hate. A stranger stares, a hollow shell, A life condemned to its own hell. The landscape of my face, a map, Of broken promises, a cruel trap. Each line a failure, etched in pain, A constant echo: all in vain.
My words, like shards of frozen glass, Inflict a wound that will not pass. I claim I'm honest, raw, and real, But hide behind a heart of steel. I build my fortress, cold and vast, A lonely kingdom meant to last, Where empathy can find no door, And kindness dies upon the floor.
I feed the beast of my despair, With every breath of poisoned air. It gnaws at hope, it steals the light, And revels in the endless night. The vacant stares, a haunting choir, Reflecting back my own inner fire, A burning shame that knows no end, A soul that's broken, cannot mend.
A failure stamped on every deed, A bitter harvest, sown from greed. I search in vain for something pure, A single act that can endure, The acid test of my own scorn, A reason to be born. But selfishness, a constant guide, Has choked the good that sleeps inside.
I crave the love I push away, Then curse the darkness of the day. I drown in self-pity's surging sea, A prisoner of my misery. Do I deserve a single ray, Of hope to pierce this endless gray? Or am I destined to become, A fading echo, forever numb? Erased from memory's tender keep, A secret buried, buried deep?
The answer whispers in the breeze, A chilling truth that brings no ease. "You built this prison, brick by brick, And now you pay for every trick." The weight of worthlessness descends, A darkness that forever transcends, The faintest glimmer of release, A life devoid of inner peace.
A prisoner of my misery. Do I deserve a single ray, Of hope to pierce this endless gray? Or am I destined to become, A fading echo, forever numb? Erased from memory's tender keep, A secret buried, buried deep?
Heathen_AJ
