Hate is a strong word
Used to describe the feeling of torment
As you cry your eyes out into your pillow
Knowing that you can't change anything
The realization that no one will help you
What's done is done there is no going back
Then you know that hate isn't that strong
Hate changes nothing
Poetic justice
Two words that sum up
The moment you realize
That you were wrong
And you mistake cannot be
Righted no matter what
As your heart skips a beat
An constricts in your chest
And you wish that you
Could change time
That you had answered
the call or pushed a little harder
While you finally see your mistake
What you've ruined clearly
And you know you will never
Not ever get that chance again
And you the one left standing
In the destruction while they are ok
My soul has become a tomb
Sealed shut from the outside
Buried 6ft into the shadows of my mind
And the oxygen within is dissipating
I am dying inside, slowly fading
But no one can save me
It's been too long it seems
They've forgotten that I am here
And when they excavate my body
All they will find is the shell I used to be
There will be nothing more than a husk
My soul will be gone, vanquished by the dark
But still I hope for mercy, sweet escape
That maybe someone, anyone can hear me
And come digging to find me
To save my ragged heart from myself
