Past and Future Ruins

My scars are like tattoos because they won’t leave
They are nothing but the past and the present’s troubles
Each one is a twisted memory streaking my wrist
The blood leaks no more but the thought still withstands

And each time I dare to look I am reminded of the oppressor
He is the reason why the feeling of hatred is still here
The hatred is the cause of my slow and painful end
The dying is constant and strangely surreal

I’m drowning in the depths off my other world
My other world is forbidden in the depths of my mind—
A place of nothing more than darkness and doom—
The doom of the world in the triumph of light

The hollowness of light will swallow us whole
Leaving nothing but the name of God written on that shiny bullet
And that bullet to destroy the remains of the darkness
Leaving the souls to work for their worth