Life seems to decay before my eyes
I reassure myself that everything is fine
Everything drains my strength from me
It makes me sick to look into the mirror
And to see what I have become

The flowing tears, the acid of my eyes
The blood rushes around my body
I Abuse myself
For being so weak

Burning me, killing me
Memories and weakness
Cutting me deep throughout my body
But the shadows - they survive
Just to spite me


The face behind the window
Sneers at my solitude
Amidst the grey desert
Amongst the rotten walls
I'm dead

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