I feel myself slipping away,
seeping into the cracks of your soul,
you're taking all that I have left,
but with no intention to remain.
A dangerous game I feel we're playing,
knowing I want to be your lover,
only allowing me to be your friend,
this won't last as i'm losing myself,
you'll take it all and look for more,
but nothing will be left,
and you'll leave me in the end.

Cracking ribs beneath rotting flesh,
punctured lungs from shattered bone,
losing breath beneath lover's grip,
the heavy burden of accusations thrown.

This soul is covered in ash left behind
from those who've burned me with their selfish lies
with matches in hand and flawed regrets they stand
as they watch the heat that chars my bones
and melts away the last heart-string I own.

No going back, they can't change this obscenity
they made their choice when they walked away,
my love was in their hands,
the love that encompassed my entire being,
now I am forced to give what's left to the dark,
the dark I've been forever running from,
the death I will now gladly welcome.

Stay away, it's not like
you were ever here before.

I'd like to be buried deep beneath the soil,
six feet under no longer breathing; no more toil.

My lungs are tired,
my heart carved out,
no one listens to me scream and shout.

My darkest fantasies ignite in my skull,
cutting, biting, drowning, I want it all.

Give me the pain I need to feel alive,
then leave my side as I slowly die.