First Person

Why? I gave you my all and yet you left me in this horrid state. My world revolved around you but it meant nothing, not a single thing because everything has been flushed down the drain.
What I am now is empty, no worth and no direction. Sorrow already consumed my soul and pity is all that's left in my mind. Oh life, no more will I walk this hell and stay to endure the wounds that you've caused. This is too much for a mere mortal to bear, I am but a feeble being who wanted love yet I harbored grief.
There's a limit to everything and I think mine has reached its peak, I would rather end it here and sleep to never wake up again.

Here I rest soaked in the water of my tears, head lain oe'r my hearts tribulation and fears. Wish me solace or cast upon me curses, silence is all I heed as this day passes. Shush, I plead thee and let my mind stay sober so none will hinder my eternal slumber.

What's Eating You

History repeats itself, and yes it does haunt you for some odd reason. It was a mistake that I tried to recreate today, well it's an improved version. The pin that pierced my skull has turned into a jack hammer. Oh my! This is absolutely insane. I think I already lost it, the last strand cut by my own hands. This is uber rubbish!