The sky stretched before me as I died.
Endlessly.
The darkness beckoned. The stars themselves, they called
and sang the siren's song.

Calling, coaxing, caressing my mind.

When it was time to save myself I walked away.
Away from the siren, away from the darkness, away from myself.
Behind these walls I made.

Here lies the rest of me.
Torn and shattered and broken inside.
Here died the rest of me.
Forsaken and left with the damage inside of me.

Stained - again the pariah.
Scarred - buried deep inside.
Dead - though I walked away
leaving half of myself there to die.
Destroyed.

Cold inside, an empty cell that I use to hide away.

I've seen too much for my mind to rationalize.
Seeking refuge from the wars of life.

Desecrating to what's left of my mind.
The whole idea to hide away behind this wall.
Determination to see this wall come down
falters at the thought of exposing myself to all.

So fragile, the mind.
Exposing the dark thoughts and desires.
Ripped and torn.

Here lies the rest of me.
Torn and shattered and broken inside.
Here died the rest of me.
Forsaken and left with the damage inside of me.

When I stare at myself in the mirror
I see no pain.
A sense of the sadness, a dull resignation,
a knowledge of myself. Of what I left behind.

Here lies the rest of me.
Torn and shattered and broken inside.
Here died the rest of me.
Forsaken and left with the damage inside of me.

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