Broken is my will

Shattered is my spirit

Torn is my life

All of the burdens I thought I could bear come crashing down upon me like the hail of a thousand bullets that pierce my mind, body and soul with their hatred and deceit. Leaving my body mangled and my spirit weak as I crawl through the filth of all my unpleasant thoughts. Tears flowing from my eyes at all the promises and lies. Promises from others and and lies to myself, till slowly I slip under that dark veil and begin to suffocate from the thick darkness of it all. Thus dreaming for the death of my mind.