I run as fast as I can and I find myself back again
With this heart near an explosion
Sitting to rest my aching body
Only to fall into a dark and foul oderous place
Now all I see are concrete walls
Cold and damp with blood
Blades embeded in its worn out victim
Blood oozing out of the torn flesh
My mind shattered into billions of pieces
But my heart has been ripped out and fed to me
As I look around more keenly
Through nearly blind eyes
It is seen
My own dungeon filled with my victims
Add one more
Me
While running in circles I forgot
Forgot why I began running
Unknowingly sliding these blades into place
Ripping my own flesh apart
Tearing my own heart out and devouring it
Destroying my mind that was once brilliant
For what
Someone who told me to
The one person I loved of non-blood relation
She is why I stopped
Hence why I slipped into my own dungeon
Because she told me to face my inner demons
Even though we had made peace long ago
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unknownskull48
22:46 Dec 29 2010
I like it.Its deep.