MELANCHOLIC SCREAMS!

Me; inside out.
The image portrayed is not pleasant at all!
Carcasses of my happiness, self-esteem...
Are scattered all over.
Blinking I breathe in hurt, depression, disguise
What do you call it when all you feel is pain?
When you're tired of living and playing this game?
When you know your life is meaningless...

I slit my wrist to ease the pain,
Looking at me you would think i'm insane.
I want to cut the throat of a beloved soul,
Suck out the life from within the hole,
Cross out the lies that left my lips,
And drink the blood with thirsty sips.
I want to be the epitome of inhumanity.
I'm willing.

I want to go to a forbidden place. Shout my name from miles away, scream.
Hold my breath until I taste the pain on my own bandaged tongue.
Take me,
My unforgiving nature deserves no sympathy.
Make me lie on that sacrificial slab,
Rip my chest open and draw my ruthless heart,
Donate it to the vultures.

Wings of wax will meltt and fall apart.
But what if they are a true reflection of what's in my inner self?
Absolute darkness surrounds me,
My escape to freedom denied.
And my soul, now a deep black abyss,
Waits silently for death's blissful kiss.