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Sea of ShardsMentally strongbut emotionally fragile.My heart has been brokenso many timesthat I am nowswimming in the shards.Sticking out my faceare the jagged remindersof my perpetual disposition.Attempting to gather the piecesresults in a clenchedfistful of broken glass,fire drippingfrom the ripping flesh.Is it worth the reconstruction?Sometimes it's easier to shed blood than tears.-even though they are both one and the same
Hangman's HaloCrippled soul awakens from his coma.As I stagger to my feet,I am overwhelmed with dizzinessand I pour my head into my hands.The pain still eats away at meand I realize I have become my own parasite.My own enemy.The bringer of my own ruination.The seeds I swallowedsprouted in my bellyand committed treason.I signed my deathwith thirteen knotsand called it a halo,threatening to takethat fatal step.If I don't end thisit will consume me.One wayor another.I bleed ofmy own incisions,meticulously inflictedwith surgical precision.Self-contempt has arosefrom my infections andwhat part of me I trustedis in no conditionto save himselfI've been waitingfor someone to save mecause I don't have what it takesto save myself