Rotting from the inside out
Only beginning to show through
Collapsing into myself
Nothing you only see now is new
No reflection
Just a shell
Empty and bruised
Unknowing how I fell
I guess it’s in my blood
I guess it’s a disease
My head has seen a flood
Leaving my mind on separate seas
I’m only building walls
To stop it from getting away
But the longer that it falls
It gets worse every passing day
I hate you
Words I’ve spoken only to that face in the glass
They told me I was fine and this too shall pass
But they lied
Just like they always do
I’m getting sick and tired
Of the words that I once knew
You can’t fix me
You can’t stop the spread
This disease is from the inside
Leaving me good as dead
But I won’t stop fighting
I won’t stop trying
If anyone can fix me it’s myself
For it’s my mind, and I don’t consent to dying
I try to build another army
But this one falls too soon
Daydreams of skies blue and sunny
Turn to terrors without the light of the moon
I’m losing this fight
I can’t stay long
They are taking me away
My decaying corpse has ceased its song
