Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

Un-Dead

(D. k.)

Like candle wax melting,
I perceive the end slowly.
Remains of my soul,
Fading from ashes to dust.
Like the first spark of light;
The beginning of the end.
In my search to escape the darkness,
I've inflicted the burning scars you see on my chest.
I know nothing but pain from the tiny drops tears I've shed.
To illuminate this darkness,
I've become the element of my very destruction.
I have lost everything,
Yet in loss, I still lose.
Don't tell me you know my pain,
You know nothing of the pain I've felt.
My mind is the alcove of agony
A pagoda of Anarchy.
I walk in the realms of mortal men as the Un-dead;
A living Corpse.
I have survived this long on breathing,
My soul is long gone.
I know not the definition to what you preach to me; Love.
The only thing I feel,
Is this abyss that resides within my blemish heart.
I have seen dark days,
And darker days.
Watched the moon taint with blood,
From my slit neck.
Blood gushing from my veins and arteries,
Was the only pool, I learnt to swim.
Just like you know all the colours of the rainbow,
I know all the hues of red.
Believe me, I know a thousand ways to die;
I have done it all.