SakeRed.

Bumps on my skin
Grey and dusty vision
Shut inside this hole
The whole existence
Terrifying
Frightening
It seems unreal.
Questions
They fill me with
Dents; marks; scrapes
Bruises of every sort.
Picking away at
Weathered exterior.
Tired and worn down
To nothing but bone.
Inhale only to choke
Exhale only smoke.
Sickness grabs ahold.
Ripping me to shreds.
I swear one day
I'll shed this thought.
And all the glory of sacrifice
Stabbing in my stomach
Each time I look into a
Mirror.
And then there was hope,
A glimmer infected me
I rusted my shell,
Inflicted the shine on my
Core.
Suddenly I was floating
All the troubles,
Spoils of my life
Thrown away, spent writing
Bad poetry in the
Dark.
That glimmer soon faded..
Dulled it's own roar.
And I promised myself..
We'll meet in Hallelujah
Square.