Pushed to the edge
The brink of my sanity
In this twisted world
With nothing left to offer

But a paradox of emotions
Raining down showers of regret
Thinking back to when I mattered
The old me

Lost within the shadows of this abyss
The panamine of my existence
Tortured by this bleeding heart
Of crimson red

Pouring endlessly forming this river
Of misery
Forced to relive the pain
That brought me to this hell

This purgatory of nothingness
Where colorless entities haunt me
How will I escape
I don't know the answer

But the disasters I'm forced to watch
Only bring me deeper in this world
Created within myself
I have to escape this hell.

*I don't know where this poem came from trying something different. Hope you enjoy it.