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A mans destruction. |
Alone I Break (Requiem of the Hollow) I rot beneath a bloodless moon, Each breath I take becomes a wound. The silence claws inside my head, It whispers, “You’d be better dead.” They pass me by with eyes so blind, No one sees what’s they left behind. The smile I wear, a mask of lies, While something sacred slowly dies. This world is cold,and I’m not real, Numb and cold is what i feel. Each heartbeat pounds a cruel refrain, Another verse of endless pain. I scream, but nothing breaks the air, No hand to hold, no soul to care. I beg the dark to cut me deep, To end the need for dreamless sleep. They say I lived the best I can Does this not make me a man A slave unto the words inside, And still they ask me why I hide. There’s no salvation in this skin, Just ghosts of wars I couldn't win. Is this what makes a man complete To crawl alone down broken streets No purpose left, I live in shame A broken mind now rests betrayed I stare into the blackest space, And wonder who will take my place. I’m not a man, I’m just a shell, A walking, breathing kind of hell. God’s never spoken back to me, I think He left or ceased to be. And if He’s there, He turned away He watched and let me rot this way. So here I stand, my heart decayed, No savior comes, no debt is paid. Alone I break—this much is true, And when I’m gone, they’ll miss me too. But not for love or what I gave— Just silence where I once behaved |