What if it doesn't matter anymore?
If I continue to be hypnotized by
The sweet nothings of hindrances,
My rotting future will come faster

If I said alright to your command
My soul really breaks into pieces
Look in my eyes one more time
You're killing me, urging me to end myself

On the verge of being loveless
Can I begin the collapse of my smiles
I'm hanging on to the edge of thrills
Of what they called unforgivable sins

I fought, I fought the pens and letters
I lost control over the monster
Hiding in my darkest dreams
God, I'm terribly bad at hiding myself

If you want to love me,
don't just give me your words,
keep your empty promises,
I've had enough of those.

Trace your fingers along my skin
until you can tell my stories,
memorize the hidden scars
and know the depths of my heart.

Cut your fingertips on the cracked
mirrors inside my chest cavity
as they reflect my insecurities
and all my trembling mysteries.

Warm up beside the fires within me,
feed me timber when I begin to fade,
shield me on the dreadful rainy days,
fan my small sparks into flames.

Don't you dare tell me you love me
if you haven't yet wept for me,
felt the sting of my broken pieces,
or burned when I came alive.

*~Matthew Walker~

I lusted for someone's love
But I do hate my pride
I landed in Paranoia
Isolated, away from civilization

I wrote for help with bloodied fingers
But not an aircraft flew by
I thought I will die
To rot under the horrid sun for the day

Dusk finally came by
I sat on the sand
Dry as my hope
Rough as my life

I realized I was lost in wonderland
Peeking through every corners
Greed represented my hands
I am evil, it dawned to me as I stayed longer

I ripped a beating heart out of a chest
Torn it apart in half
Watched how my victim took its last dying breath
And threw the lifeless body in its untimely grave with the others

Is this the price I shall pay?
God forgive me, what else will I say
But how come I am still alive

Maybe I am better off here
Alone with the devils of my past
Starving for blood that is to be drank
Wondering how long I will last

I then lost my humanity
My instincts are my true friends
They kept me alive
I became a predator, always in search for a prey