Unbroken

As today is coming to an end it seems it just begun,
Working till my brains have fallen out,
Like I'm some sort of dry thing,
But I'm here in so much despair,
For I have nothing to fear in the dark,
The blood is on my hands,
As if it were some sort of pan,
driven to cry,
driven to sigh,
Between the love that has been,
And the one that's in my hands I feel the same,
For the blood is yours not just a dream,
Painful as it may seem,
I appreciate what I have done and wish I can do it again,
Bones lay around the floor by my feet,
As I get up im in a bed of blood,
To feel as the skin has decomposed while I was asleep,
The hate it seems I have had is gone,
For now that your gone here there and everywhere,
Blood and flesh all over the walls like it was built there,
The knife has despised as the weapon of choice,
As the death was long and gruesome as any could,
Down deep inside it was what I always wanted,
The story that have been told are all false,
When I awake from thy sleep,
I make a wish to excrete,
Friends have been told to stay away,
I wish they would have listened,
For the pain was as hard as I could remember,
Here yesterday gone the next,
Broken skin as well as bones,
Out of their skin as if they rose,
Posed as lairs and thefts,
Not truly been told,
But now they are all around my run,
Running away as I've done before,
Their souls chase me with every step I take,
For this is the end,
For I'm driven