No Life Inside Of Me

The shadow of darkness
crawls over me quickly and
damaging like a wildfire
it tears and rips my heart
-that empty void in my chest-
in to tiny pieces.

How will I survive?
I can't .
I must.
I have too.

The evil inside stings
like poison.
That bubbles and trickles
in and out of my veins.

The liquid death races
to fill up that void.

It hurts.

Its burns my heart to a crisp.
I'm over.
Done for.

Why though?
What is that poison?
Why is it there?
How did it get there?

That's what i want to know.

Then I'm over.
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