• This hole being torn in my heart does not bleed,
    It cannot,
    There is no longer a heart,
    Just empty darkness that consumes all emotion,
    And spreads hatred and a desire for death to claim my being,
    I no longer care for those close to me,
    I only want death and pain,
    Comforting pain that only makes me realize im still alive,
    In the void,
    Death appears,
    It is a welcome sight that my soul accepts,
    It takes itself from this world of lgith and joy,
    Leaving my heart behind,
    All i am now is misery and suffering,
    It is familiar and i accept this,
    Death is my only comfort now,
    It now grasps me and drags me down,
    I embrace this fate and embrace death as it comes at last.