Knives pierce through my eyes,
And cut deep into my mind.
My blood is consumed by fire,
That never seems to tire,
It burns through to my heart,
Tearing me apart.
I grind my teeth in such frustration,
Waves of oscillating pulsation,
That drive me to insanity.
I feel the growing eruption,
That causes such destruction,
From my lungs, desperate to escape,
My soul, it kills, my innocence, it rapes.
But all this chaos is within,
It lies deep below the skin,
I die a little more each day,
With such hatred boiling me away,
And all that is left after such great pain,
Are tears of blood, a poisonous rain.
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