Drifting Away

Running around,
In a room with no light,
No sense of direction,
Not sure what to fight,

Feeling powerless,
All alone,
Cast away,
From your place called home.

Every last scream,
Every last breath,
Every tear,
Leading closer to death.

Red liquid pours,
So mesmerizing,
Feeling the pain,
So tantalizing.

Rushing adrenalin,
Every movement of blade,
Feeling the stress,
Slowly fade.

Too much pressure,
A slice to deep,
Feeling exhausted,
Needing to sleep.

Feeling everything,
Slowly fade away,
Leaving all that was left,
To slowly decay.