I know I’m fading,

Through the ceiling.

Time’s not the same,

Since of late.


Breaking all the mirrors,

Around me.

Screaming,

At myself.


Scars entomb my mind,

Known of only by the regrets I bare.

Scraping out my remorse.

Stepping through this night.

Blistering shadows in my path.

Contradicting myself,

Alone in the silence of depravity.


IS---------------

IT---------------

ME?!----------­-

I know time’s tracing,

The wounds you left,

FOR ME