An Epoch of Bloody Tears

Pain that takes up residence from inside of the mind The stain of red blood, the sting of crimson lines I want to be alone but surrounded at the same time But if I open up the floodgates who knows what they'll find Can't let myself be a burden, I'll carry my own weight But it boils up inside of me, who knows what I'll create I scream into a pillow and try to siphon up my tears Don't feel a thing but numbness that punctures my being like a spear The world is cold and desolate and I brave its depths alone Every day that time moves forward is a step into the unknown I walk the line between life and death with every single thought Am I worthy to live or do I belong underground, left forever to rot? Is there a point to this cruel journey that I am forced to embark? When every obstacle takes its toll and leaves its wicked mark? I'm not scared of heights I'm scared of myself choosing to take the leap When I pick up the knife and look in the mirror and accept my defeat If my essence is destined to vanish into the fine threads of the void Is this rat race worth the blood and tears if it'll only be destroyed? I'm so tired of all the medicine that's clouding up my mind! I refuse to accept that reality is this savage by design! There must be something to justify the eons that I suffer! I lose love from everyone I meet, even my own mother! I shriek a plea to deities afar to have mercy on my fate! Because all I'm told is that good things come to all of those who wait! And with panting breath I fall down on my knees and shed those cursed tears When the universe is full of legions of demons that I fear So if I close my weary eyes tonight and let it all fade to black Maybe when I wake up I'll forget everything I lack Or maybe I'd be happier to drift into oblivion and never return back