Deep Into The Soul, This Sorrow Stabs

Hopeless and alone, on the edge of an abyss
Opened to the elements, hoping to be dragged
Into the vortex beneath, oblivions maw opened
Living in the name of emptiness, worthlessness
There is a void inside, and it cries lies at me
Trapped in this prison of mirrors, reflections
Reflections of a multitude of sins and horrors
Contributing to the abuse I receive daily
Take hold the knife, fear whispers to me
That should I fail, I will have to start over
Deep into the soul, this sorrow stabs
And I with it.

Lifeless and cold, alone in the darkness
Tears fall like ice cold rain down my face
Blood from my wrists joins it on the floor
In the dirt, where I reside, a monarchy of pain
My eyes no longer see light, only the night sky
Illuminates my path, the dying stars above shining
Shining on a life filled with pain and terrors
The knife in my hand whispers for silence
Silence to reign over my life, for eternity
Deep into the soul, this sorrow stabs
And I die.