Breaking into silence
Forgive me as I convalesce
My Pain, my gains
Into the darkness.
Healing from my wounds
Don’t question my thoughts
For I have bottled enough
Ready to explode.
Phobia of my disease
Separate me from my soul
For I have become the rain of the dead
Question my pillow
As it has all the answers.
I praise the rope, worship the razors
Voices in my head
A banquet for devils
For now, I have to surrender
Into the Unknown.