LULLABY

LULLABY

In the wake of the dead
Among the ashes of life
Clinging in vain
To the sands of time
Muted by the winds of stinging despair
Lays an untouched heart, unknown to care
A lost face that no one shall find
A pitiful remnant left behind
Torn to pieces in a living hell
Housed in my body, my shadow dwells
Finding solace where darkness lies
Craving pain while I’m cursed with life
Choked by pretense, I slowly breathe
In self disgust I adorn my wreath
With each tormenting painful night
I go a little dead inside
The darkened shadow that dwells in me
Pleasured by the pain in my tortured body
Plunging the knives deeper still
Feeding the madness with my kill
Chained to myself, locked inside
Deep in the recesses of my mind, I hide
With bleeding wounds I no more weep,
As I sing myself to eternal sleep…..!!!!

MY FUNERAL

MY FUNERAL
Drowned in an eerie unearthly silence
garbed in an ominous cloak of pretense
pounding on the walls of a shattered dream
trapped inside, I silently scream
sheltered only inside the womb
nursing a lifetime of untended wounds
pawned for love in a world I hate
with my blood, I ink my fate

Between life and death I lie torn
my funeral began the day I was born
driven to despair, broken by lies
I kill myself to come alive....

Scavenged upon by those I despise
bleeding dry and paying the price
seething with the poison of shallow pretense
feeding on the chains of self torment
seeking pleasure in endless pain
plunging deep to feel again
fading away from an empty life
in death I shall finally open my eyes.....