The Destruction Of Something Beautiful

I saw it's life.
I watched it grow.
I felt it change me.
Now I feel so alive.
I saw it's birth.
Killed it slow.
Though it consumes me.
Felt similar to apathy.
In liberating my madness.
I found hideous strength.
Plotting it all out in this restored, brutal kind of mind.
To wake you with the faintest of whispers.
Just so you'd know in your last moment.
Merciless, and heinous...
The blood has been spilled.
None of the crying will wash the crimson from these guilty hands.
Did you hold on long enough to suffer?
To leave life bleeding in my hands again?
All of my angst has a body count.
Hidden in every wall, where you'll never be found.
Breaking dawn brought it's revenge.
Won't give up.
Wants you dead.
God damn this noise inside me.
Screaming.... Kill! Smile! Cut it out this time!
Whispering repetitiously... Through our bleeding, we are one!
Dying inside these walls.
Wiping blood from my face.
Wiping tears from my eyes.
I would tell the truth but, I can't help myself.
Yet nothing seemed to change.
This is who I really am inside.
With a heavy heart, sinking like a stone in the sea.
Lurking in the shadows.
Waiting in the dark.
Pray for your sons, and your daughters.
A lust for taking lives.
A thirst to see the whites of their eyes.
Something I so vividly described.
Was just some beautiful place to get lost...