Imperfection

All alone in the darkest room of the world,
i find myself wondering if i should go home
but then i think back to the day i hurt you.
It was all a misunderstanding, isn't it true?

So now i react to what is called 'imperfection'
and i slowly start losing what I've gained before.
The love that i gave is now all gone, but the pain that
i made is still coming upon.

The smell of perfection is no linger here, but i can
feel imperfection lingering near.
It wraps around me draining the life i once knew
reassuring me that it was all once true.

And then i think back to the day i hurt you
and remember the things that i once did to you.
I know that it hurt. I can say that it's true.
You lived your life wondering why it was you.

So now i react to what is called 'imperfection'
and i slowly start losing what i haven't before.
The love that i gave is now all gone, but the pain
that i made is still coming upon.

This is my 'imperfection'. Isn't it wrong?

Fragile Soul

Tear stained cheeks, broken heart,
left alone to come apart.

Fragile mind, angry soul,
wanting to escape the world.

Tempting cuts, tempting pills,
numbing pain once again.

Watching blood make its way
down the empty side of the bed.

Head spinning, mind blowing,
easy way to end this life.

Memories gone, forever gone.

Slow pulse, slow beat,
this life slowly ending.

Eyes shutting, breath ending,
this life slowly ending.

Pain gone, forever gone
nothing left of me.