Thump to the Black heart

Running away from it

It consumes my very soul

Drowning in the regret of my sins

I thought death would have found me

Cutting away these veins that spew all my hate

I try to cry, but they won’t let me

I am strong for all my friends, or for those soon to be

The problem is, they will never see who is "me"

Breaking away these chains, the me is concealed by a mask

I sleep to get away from such loathing

Breaking away my sleep

Breaking away my dreams

All I see is this chain of memories

Dying from inside, it bleeds out black like the color of my heart