Damned

I left here to tell all your lies. Keep you alive.
I fake it. Fake. Not real. Done. Over.
Lost. I feel so lost. Can anyone help? Anyone?
This room is dark. So dark. Cold. Very cold.
My hands sre numb. Shaky. Shaky from the pain.
My body is tense. Tense from the fear of dying. Alone.
I wish this was all a dream. That would never come true. A nightmare.
It huants me dayly. Scream out for me. Waits fo me.
Crys my name. It wants me to be broken. Broken to the point i cant live.
No life. Gone. Scared. Tears everywhere. Blood on the ground.
Blades for all these eyes to see. Covered in red.
Lifeless. Breakthless. Cold. Pale. Gone.
No one can help the damned in the end.