and like a ghost you drown in the stench of your own blood

swallowed up in the screams of your own pain

flailing around lost within the dark

trembling in fear of your own thoughts

murdered by your own hand your hope bleeds

crimson marks your soul again

these shattered pieces of your life scattered to the wind

they shred the love that bound you here

you have become what you feared most

empty bereft of all

a thoughtless doll