Darkness

the darkness, the silence 
it hits my hands, my feet
like a train would
at the speed of light
it burns, it aches 
it's evil, its satin
he crawls through my veins
slithers his body 
around the bone, the muscle
he circles his way to my stomach
making me violently ill
i'm sick and achy
he tip toes to my throat
raps himself tightly around
contracts his red muscles
squeezes with all his might
new cuts everywhere 
his directions to pick up the blade
easily followed
giving into temptation
I do it myself
slowly the blade glides and slithers
side to side back and forth
cutting cutting 
it feels so great
release release the blade now dear
his command again fallowed
creeping again I feel the pain
the blood purees like a fountain
as he works back slowly 
through my veins
slithering sadly knowing my pain
he chuckles a happy laugh 
through my veins 
to my heart
clean break through the middle
out my chest he's gone now
left me to die 
left me for the dust
left me to bleed it out 
left me to the demons 
they feed on my soul
on my remains
what little is left
the darkness kills
the silence feeds
I'm dead and gone
this is what the dark silence
has done to me.