Relive Memories

I'm letting this blood drip from my eyelashes
tapping like a crimson heartbeat that refuses to die.
It's the tears of my supposable soul
crying to release this pain it's tried to leave behind.
After being pent up for so long,
it's a torture of a different kind
to feel those memories live again.
They remind my tattered brain
of a time long ago
when my heart was so raw and torn.
I try to forget
but the beast has been unleashed,
that locked door was opened.
Too much pain pouring
through the open doorway.
I lay on the floor, too weak
to try to stop the destruction.
Finally, my brain has had enough.
There is no more torture to feel.
It's at it's maximum,
a level too high for me to handle.
Each spark burns through the pathetic clothes
I've tried to hide under.
An attempt to posess the protection
I always craved.
After a final stab through my mind
the fire in those memories
change from flame to smoke
and drift back through the gates of my hell
to burn alone without my oxygen to feed.
It's the end of the fire,
the beginning of Rest In Peace.