Lying on a bed of rusting nails
My life dripping and running down my wrists
Stars that once shined so bright
Fade into an ever-darkening blackness
Tears run down my pale complexion
I recognise this life, but its no longer my own

Rising from the painful throne
Looking into a bleak and barren landscape
Where once their dwelt life
And laughter once moved the silence
Now I dwell in a realm of cracked mirrors
Each reflects a separate mistake

Dark whispers guide my bladed hand
Telling that beauty is only a razor deep
Painting a new realm of red for me to dwell
One forged from pain and wounds
Where do I go from here
This nothingness around me
I no longer have control, this is not my life

Fallen from the land of plentiful life
Into the hellish world of perpetual midnight
Where creatures of a multitude of horrors
Take flight on broken, rotted dreams
A collision of violence and depression
Fuels the fire that lights the soul tonight

Watching this unfold from afar
Seeing my body function at another's command
Whilst the shining stars above die out
One by one by one till none remain
Frost forever falls on my broken and cracked skin
In this life no longer my own

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