I am the voice that haunts my mind,
A heart consumed by endless blame.
I hate the face I cannot find,
A soul engulfed in searing flame.
Numb and broken, cold and scarred,
Beneath this skin, a prison barred.
Alone I fall, no strength to fight,
A shadow swallowed by the night.
I’m drowning deep in waves of pain,
Denying hope, embracing shame.
A shot of poison through my veins,
A silent scream with no remains.
I’m hollow now, a fading spark,
Lost and wandering in the dark.
The weight of self, a crushing load,
Dragging me down a lonely road.
I am the echo of my death,
A whispered curse that steals my breath.
The shattered pieces no one sees—
A soul decayed beneath the seas.
